This story is material I decided to leave out of my previous story, "Making My Nephew, Part 3" because of its length. It describes how well Declan and I got to know each other after we left the pub where he worked at the time. My apologies to any Irish readers, but I could not help poking a bit of fun at h...
After I gave the coat to Declan and enticed him to stay at my place I said, “C’mon into the kitchen; I’ll make you one of my special hot toddies! Not as good as yours, but nearly!” I took his hand and sat him on a stool at the kitchen island, then filled the kettle and got out the Yorkshire Gold...
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