Extended Epilogue
Six Months Later
“I think that Ida has turned over a new leaf, would ye nae say?” Neil whispered in Ceana’s ear as they stood on the second-floor balcony of what used to be Ferguson’s distillery.
Six Months Later
“I think that Ida has turned over a new leaf, would ye nae say?” Neil whispered in Ceana’s ear as they stood on the second-floor balcony of what used to be Ferguson’s distillery.