Declan nods. Maybe he earned that look Ronan is giving him, but he doesn't apologize for asking. Three years is a long time.

"Tell me when to stop by and I will." If the Meadows is where the Barns is supposed to be, Declan is pretty sure he can find it even without directions. How will it feel driving to a home that's completely different?

Where is he going to get a car? He'll cross that bridge when he gets to it. He's sure he can rent one or something.