

Ross's marriage has gone badly wrong, as you might have expected. But he didn't even make it past the reception! (For fock's sake!) He's got a saucepan (lid = kid; it took me a few minutes to figure that one out) from the wrong side of the tracks, but if it'll piss off the old pair (Dick Features and the Wagon) and get him back with Sorcha, Ross will put in the time and get to know little Rohn-nin. Who is seven. And has eyes and ears all over town.
Also, Ross's new career as rugby coach is taking off and so is his old dear. Her clothes, that is. For a charity calendar. Ross is not happy about that...
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