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@@@@@Cat told her, but she didn't hear "Oh, honey, she knows it's youThat's a very special name she gave you when you were just a little babyIt's Gaelic, like the names you gave Ree and OcrasDara means oak tree, the best and strongest tree of allA girl can't be a treeShe doesn't have leavesShe was overjoyed when Cat wanted to talk, the child was so often quiet, but it wasn't always easy to talk to herShe's such an opinionated little thing, and she always can tell w you're fudging a littleThe truth, the whole truth, or she gives a look that could kill"Look, Cat, there's the towerDid I tell you the story how old it is?" "Yes Scarlett wanted to laughIt would be wrong to tell a child to lie, but sometimes a polite fib would be welcome"I like the tower," said Cat"I do too, sweetheart Scarlett wondered why she hadn't come here for so longShe'd almost forgotten how strange the old stones made her feelIt was eerie and peaceful at the same time She made a promise to herself not to let so many months slip away before her next visitThis was, after all, the real heart of Ballyhara, where it had begunThe blackthorn was already blooming in the hedges and it was still AprilWhat a season they were having! Scarlett slowed the buggy for a long sniffThere was no real need to hurry, the dresses would waitShe was driving into Trim for a package of summer clothes Mr