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Irish Eyes: Part Seven – Epilogue Schmepilogue
(Five years)
by DabbaDo

     

St. Patrick’s Day (of course)

Little Brendan Lopez-Fitzgerald chased Rosemarie Shaugnessey around the back yard as Sheridan and Beth called to them. "You two be careful", Sheridan shouted. "Mommy, I want to play too" Luis and Sheridan’s second son, Martin Bennett Lopez-Fitzgerald pleaded. Brendan was five years old now and could be trusted to stay in the yard with Rosemarie, Beth and Brendan’s daughter. Little Martin, a precocious three year old, always wanted to tag along, but Sheridan wanted to keep him close by for now.

Anyway, she needed help with the twins. Margaret Camille (Maggie) and Maria Pilar (Maria) were just six months old. Finally, Luis and Sheridan’s family was complete…and quite a handful. Sheridan convinced Luis that four was enough, but Luis hoped she might change her mind. There were plenty of sitters around to help. Pilar and Big Martin next door (or Poppy and Nina as the children called them).

Theresa and Ethan bought a house just down the street and were managing with their two little ones, Clark and Christina. Ethan’s sisters moved in with Ivy and Patrick after they married. The oldest daughter, Corinne, joined Ethan’s law firm and was seeing Antonio Lopez-Fitzgerald.

Most folks blamed Alistair for the entire mix up about That Night. He had been the one who misled the Lopez-Fitzgeralds and Sheridan. Alistair claimed he never knew the truth about That Night. Luis and Martin suspected him of foul play in the death of Camille. Others thought that Sarah Bennett or Hank Bennett may have been responsible for her death. No one knew for certain. However, Alistair had disappeared and no one knew where he was these days, except Tabitha.

Alistair and Tabby decided if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. He and Tabitha renewed their love affair and traveled the world together, sending a postcard to Timmy occasionally, who vowed to keep his knowledge of their affair and their whereabouts a secret.

For his loyal years of service, Tabby turned Timmy into a human being. Timmy was the hit of the neighborhood. He had his own nightclub act at the former Book Café, now a Cigar Bar he owned, called MarTimmy’s. He was a bachelor these days, but he kept Tabitha’s place busier than Heff’s pad. The women were in and out of his house all day and night. Of course, he had to have Fluffy put to sleep. That was one pussy he didn’t want in his house.

Ivy’s other daughters, Claire and Courtney, were finishing school in Harmony. Claire Crane had quite a crush on Noah Bennett but wasn’t sure if he noticed her. Ivy hoped it would work out for Noah and Claire. Though she loved Patrick now, she still had wonderful memories of Sam. Seeing Claire pine away for Noah reminded her of those times. Grace was kind to Ivy. She realized that they had all been victims of circumstance. Grace regained her entire memory. She and Sam were much closer now. She sold the shop and started a life as a performance artist, occasionally performing at Timmy’s Club. Her medium was fire. She burned things, even her Tomato Soup Cake Recipe.

Charity and Miguel were soon to be married. Charity took some tips from her Aunt Grace and started a career as a Fortune Teller. Her first order of business was telling Kay that she and Reese would make a terrific couple. Once Reese had a makeover, Kay realized that she really did like him. He was fun to be with and he adored her. Plus, he was stacked.

Jessica Bennett was at college and dating a member of an all boy teen singing sensation. Courtney Crane found love with Bryan Shaugnessey who moved to Harmony after graduating from college. Paloma Lopez-Fitzgerald returned home and became a nun. She worked very closely with Father Stephen Shaugnessey, until they gave into their desires and ran away together.

T.C and Eve were doing much better now that the truth was out. Turns out T.C. was angry with Julian all those years ago because he suspected that Julian had pulled a ‘Tonya Harding’ on him. Once Julian explained it was an accident, T.C. forgave him. T.C. was also ok with Julian and Eve’s past. He even liked the photographs. Seems like T.C. was into sex games. Eve had plenty of costumes and she loved having her picture made. Julian and Suzanne had settled happily into a life of lust too and were always ready and willing to get together with Eve and T.C.

Julian was the happiest he had ever been. The news that Ethan was not his son had been devastating, but learning that Chad was his son from a relationship with Eve’s best friend, Lydia, cheered him up. Chad was way cooler than Ethan anyway. Julian also learned that Chad had a twin brother he didn’t even know about, Brad.

Simone realized that she was only attracted to Chad for his looks, but she loved Brad’s crazy ways. Brad was a fashion designer and showed some of his wares in Theresa’s shop. Simone was his muse. Chad only had eyes for Whitney. He pursued his music career (on his daddy’s dime), while following Whitney all around the world as she played the tennis tourney circuit.

It was St. Patrick’s Day in Harmony, and the whole gang gathered at Timmy’s Pad. Luis kissed Sheridan as Beth and Brendan danced. Tomorrow, Luis planned to take Sheridan and the kids to Disneyworld, finally.

Ivy and Patrick sat on the sofa watching Noah and Claire giggle about Reese’s latest scientific theories. Kay watched her man with delight. Charity and Miguel were in the kitchen baking cookies. Sam and Grace were helping them.

T.C. and Eve were too busy having wild sex to come to the party. They were having a party of their own with Julian and Suzanne later. Timmy entered the room in his finest St. Patrick’s Day outfit. He began to sing,

When Irish eyes are smiling, Sure it's like a morning spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter, You can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy, All the world seems bright and gay.
And when Irish eyes are smiling, Sure, they steal your heart away.

There's a tear in your eye, and I'm wondering why,
For it never should be there at all.
With such power in your smile, sure a stone you'd beguile,
So there's never a teardrop should fall.
When your sweet lilting laughter's like some fairy song,
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be,
You should laugh all the while and all other times smile,
And now smile a smile for me.

Everyone joined in.

Chorus:
When Irish eyes are smiling, Sure it's like a morning spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter, You can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy, All the world seems bright and gay.
And when Irish eyes are smiling, Sure, they steal your heart away.

After a while, Timmy left his guests and made his way up to the roof. It was time for Tabby’s weekly fly by. The sun was setting in Harmony. Tabitha and Alistair flew past and waved as Timmy sang a song for his Princess.

Over in Killarney, many years ago,
Me Mother sang a song to me in tones so sweet and low.
Just a simple little ditty, in her good old Irish way.
And I'd give the world if she could sing that song to me this day.

Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li.Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Hush now don't you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li.Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
That's an Irish lullaby.

As Timmy’s voice carried throughout all of Harmony, there wasn’t a dry eye was in the house.

THE END

       
     

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