She had just inspected the lambs that were spitted and slowly roasting in the kitchen and wanted to be certain the roasted pigs in their outdoor pits would be ready for carving at approximately the same time. “Where’s Joseph?” Shamus asked his wife. “He’s taken young Emerald for a sail. I must say the pair of them seemed quite taken with each other.” “What did I tell you?” William asked with a wink. “I thought the lads would be racing their ships; where’s Sean?” “He’s with the FitzGeralds and John Montague at the stables, organizing a horse race at the moment,” Kathleen informed him. “Check on the roast pigs, Shamus. I want everything cooked and ready to serve at the same time.” “Right ye are, love. Paddy Burke just added more turf to the cooking fires.” He watched his wife as she joined her sisters and felt his heart swell with pride. There wasn’t a woman in six counties could hold a candle to her. He turned back to his father-in-law and William Montague.
