I felt that was how people should fall in love. Instant connection.
So Gramps and Gran stayed in the States. They had my mom. But Gramps got offered a teaching job back in Ireland when I was a baby. So they went and would visit us every summer.
Now I was visiting them. They almost didn’t know what to do with me.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t much help.
“Can I please help you with that?” I asked Gran as she readied supper.
“You sit right there. You’ve had a long trip.”
I sat down at the kitchen table. I should’ve been exhausted, but I think I was the kind of tired that made you super hyper.
“You should join me tonight at the pub to hear some real music,” Gramps said, sitting down next to me.
“James Mullarkey, you’re not taking our only grandchild to a pub on her first night in town.”
“You’re right.” He rubbed his faded ginger beard. “That’s more of a Wednesday night activity.” He winked at me.
Gran groaned. “Macallan, honey, I have tomorrow off and thought we’d go around town. I can introduce you to some of the townsfolk. We’ve been telling everybody about your visit.”
“She’d have a better chance meeting people of her generation at the pub.”
“That’s enough from you!” Gran pointed a wooden spoon at Gramps.
“Now, now.” Gramps got up and went into the kitchen to wrap his arms around Gran. It was sweet how much in love they still were after all these years. “I promise to be a good influence on our dear, young, impressionable granddaughter.” Gramps had his back to me so I could see him crossing his fingers behind his back.
“Shoot!” Gran pulled away. “I forgot to pick up some thyme at the store.”
I stood up. “I can go get it. I’d like to go for a walk — I’ve been sitting for too long.” I tried to do the math in my head of how many hours, maybe even days, I’d been awake.
It took me only a few minutes to get my bearings in town. There was basically the harbor front and Main Street. Plus, if I got lost, all I had to do was ask where Jim and Betty’s place was. It was that small a town.
Since I had some time before dinner would be finished, I decided to go down to Dingle Harbor and watch a few boats come in. I wandered in one of the tourist shops and grabbed a few postcards. Then I made my way past the colorful buildings to the small grocery store a few blocks from my grandparents’ place. I picked up the fresh thyme and waited behind an older woman who was getting in a great debate about whether or not some guy was cheating on his wife.
“I’ll help you over here,” I heard a voice call out. I went to the other register and handed the bunch of sprigs to a young guy with messy black hair. “Once you get me mum started, you’d be waiting all night.”
“Thanks.”
He smiled at me. “Ah, I didn’t think you looked familiar. American?”
“Yes.” I felt embarrassed that I could be figured out so easily. I’d only said one word.
“Tourist?” He helped me figure out which coins I needed to pay.
“Yes, well, no. Um, my grandparents live —”
Recognition lit his face. “Ah, you’re Jim and Betty’s.”
“Yes.”
“Is this Jim and Betty’s?” The woman behind the other register came over.
“Hi, I’m Macallan.” I held my hand out.
“Welcome!” The woman bypassed my hand and hugged me against her slight frame. “We’ve heard so much about you. You’re from America.”
“Yes, outside Milwaukee, in Wisconsin. It’s near Chicago.”
“Pleased to meet you. I’m Sheila O’Dwyer, and this is my son, Liam.”
“Hi.” I gave him a shy wave, which he returned with a hearty laugh.
Sheila quickly ran off to help a new customer.
“So, Macallan from outside Milwaukee, Wisconsin,” Liam said with a crooked smile.
“Sorry, I didn’t know …” I felt so stupid. I should’ve just said I was from America.
“No, ’tis fine. I love the States. Madison is the capital of Wisconsin, and Milwaukee is the biggest city. I even watch your American football sometimes. The Packers, right?”
I couldn’t help but instantly like him. A fellow Packers fan in Ireland?
I felt my cheeks get hot. Danielle kept teasing me I’d meet a boy named Seamus O’Leary McHunky, and here I was meeting a Liam my first day.
Liam enthusiastically continued. “I hope to study abroad there while at university. I’m thinking either Boston or New York City or California.” I cringed at the mention of Levi’s former home. Liam pretended to not notice. “Have you been?”
“Oh, I went to New York once when I was little. I spend a lot of time in Chicago, since it’s nearby.”
“Ah, yes, the Windy City!” Liam pointed his finger in the air. “I’d love to talk to you about America sometime. And I will have you know that I do love Ireland, especially our fair peninsula. I’d happily be your guide.”
“That would be great.”
Liam smiled at me, and I felt a flutter. “Grand.”
I found myself walking back to Gran and Gramps’s with an extra bounce in my step. After supper, I wrote out my postcards before bed and stared at the one for Levi for far too long. I never overthought things with him. But I had trouble figuring out what to say. Things had been tense before I left. At first I was mad at him for ignoring me. Then he came over and tried to kiss me. For a few seconds I thought it was a dare from one of the guys, but I could tell he was confused. So was I. I knew it would be best for us to have a break, but it still felt weird to not write him. I didn’t want things to be strained between us. If I wanted things to return to normal, I needed to start acting like everything was fine between us. And if it wasn’t, I would fake it.
Dear Levi, greetings from Dingle (insert joke here)!
I’m sure I’ll have already talked to you by the time the owls have delivered this, but I wanted you to see where I’m spending the summer. Isn’t it beautiful? Wow, jealousy really doesn’t become you. I hope things are going well with your American football practice (yes, I’ve already changed so much). I must now go back to the flat and use the lift and the loo.
As they say in An Daingean, Sláinte!
Macallan
It took me nearly an hour to figure out how to sign it. Love would’ve been too charged, and anything else would’ve felt calculated. Which was exactly how my cheers in Gaelic felt.
I gave up for the evening and let sleep take over. I had the whole summer to fret about Levi, but for now I wanted to enjoy a good night’s sleep before my sightseeing date with Liam.
It took me only a couple days in Dingle to wonder why I’d been resisting coming to visit the past few years. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to visit my grandparents, but I guess I thought it would be strange. However, it was anything but.