His Lady

This week’s Tuesday Tale:

Ireland. Louis stepped off the train. The lush green hills did little to uplift his spirits. He paused a moment to inhale their beauty, but when it failed to satisfy him, he gave his attention to retrieving his bags.

He deposited his luggage with the bellboy at the hotel and walked to the local pub that he had frequented on his last vacation. It was a quaint place, with a limited menu, but that suited him. He did not need options right now, only something to fill his stomach. Continue reading

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