Page 155 of Filthy Lies

Declan:Yeah.

Declan:I can do that.

Declan:You’re right. Aela’s good at that stuff too.

Declan:She’ll make sure to slap me upside the head if I fuck up. Shay’s open about his feelings and things.

Conor:LOL. I figured that out when, over roasted chicken, he told Da that it was wrong to shame you for liking art.

Declan:Proudest day of my fucking life when he did that.

Conor:I get it. Da did a number on us all, didn’t he?

Declan:Yeah. It’s as if we’re decompressing now that he’s gone. Is it weird I miss him?

Conor:No. I miss him too. Stockholm Syndrome.

Declan:Lol. I’m glad I’m not alone. Brennan seems to be the most okay with it.

Conor:Understandable. Da treated Brennan like shit after what happened to Ma.

Declan:I don’t know how he could blame him for any of that.

Conor:He was only a kid. He shouldn’t have even been guarding Ma in the first place.

Declan:Da seemed to forget that we were children once we were Pointers.

Conor:I agree.

Declan:I’m not going to raise my kids how Da did.

Conor:Good.

Declan:It makes me glad that Aidan’s got it into his head that Shay’s going to be president. I can’t see it happening myself, but I think he’ll get into politics. Either way, he has to stay squeaky clean and I’m here for that.

Conor:Never say never.

Conor:Give us two decades, Dec, and we can make miracles happen.

Declan:True, lol.

Declan:Do you want kids, Conor?

Conor:It’s not something I think about. Star has a daughter. I’ll adopt her if Star will let me.

Declan:Really?

Conor:Why does that come as a surprise?

Declan:It doesn’t, I guess, if I think about it. I just didn’t realize you were ready for that move. It’s soon, you know?

Conor:Not soon enough. Star’s mine, Declan.

Declan:I know. It’s killing Bren, lol.

Conor:Why’s he got such a fucking hard-on for her?

Declan:He says he doesn’t trust her.

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