Chapter 316 Serves Her Right!

To Eilis’ credit, she would not let some old woman walk all over her. Scowling, she rebuked, “Oh, really? Your Bobby is also the same gremlin who stole O’Connor’s harvest and beat up other kids every few days. in a week, ain’t he? How many people complained to the village head about this? I lost count. Now you’re telling me the same lad is somehow incapable of lying?”

Mrs. Boebert’s eyes widened in rage. Livid, she knocked over their potatoes to the ground.

Glaring, Eilis yelled, “What the heck!?”

Everyone in the village knew just how much trouble Mrs. Boebert posed. She had always been the type to bully others with her seniority.

“You just accused my grandson without proof, Eilis!” Mrs. Boebert shrieked. She yanked Bobby’s arm and pulled him into the fray, her wrinkled finger training at a little sore spot on his forehead. “You see this? Bobby has never-I say never!-been bullied by anyone all his life, so how about one of you do some explaining right now before I drag this out all day!?”

about to repartee when Deirdre tugged on her arm. “Allow me, Madame

back. “Mrs. Boebert doesn’t listen or talk. sense. She’s nuts! She isn’t going to walk away no matter what you do unless it’s exactly as she wants it. You won’t win in an argument with her, guaranteed, so leave her to

last time anyone

the older woman that compelled her to step in

of this thing, so I’ll settle it,” Deirdre

“It was my fault that your grandson got hurt, ma’am. I think an apology for that alone is fair. But! Your grandson

the bandage on her forehead. “Your grandson mocked me while I was minding my own. business

misguided bravado she had at the beginning. “Who the h’ll cares if you got a little cut on your forehead when the rest of your face

mean you can just hit back! You’re

pale, but Eilis turned red. “So, that gremlin is

in a fury. “Boebert, you dreadful bag of bones! There’s being insensible, and then there’s this! What would happen if your tyrannical little gremlin

now? Besides, you all made it sound like it’s some godd med critical condition. How the hell am I supposed to know if that’s true when you had that all covered behind some bandage? Maybe you aren’t even hurt! Maybe this is all a big, fat slander!” Deirdre drew a

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