Declan drove to Iris' apartment, his thumbs beating on the steering wheel in time with the upbeat country music twanging from the radio. It'd been two weeks since Iris had graduated from Hermingston and one week since she'd started working for the Portneuf Medical Center as a coder. They'd been sad to lose her as a nurse, of course, which meant that when she'd come back to them and applied for the job of a work-from-home coder, they were thrilled to bring her back.
Declan was as proud of her as if he'd done it all himself. Which of course he hadn't. He never could. Maybe that was why he was so proud of her.
Either way, he was ready to take her out for dinner tonight to celebrate her victory. After all she'd gone through, for her to do as well as she was...well, it was a miracle. That's all there was to it. She sure was something.