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Chapter One The ping of the doorbell startled Keelin O'Brien from her daydream of chartering a dive boat through the Great Barrier Reef. Blinking, she shoved herself up from her messy desk and padded quietly in her Irish cottage socks to the door. Peering through the hole, she saw that it was Frank, her overly friendly mailman.
"Hi, Frank," Keelin said as she eased the door open, careful to hide her clutter from his view.
"Hi, Keelin.
