“He put out his hand goodnaturedly, and she set her bucket down to shake it. Her hands were a little rough from work, but compared to his, they were smooth and velvety. Tiny, too; his massive grip swallowed her fingers. “I meant to be here for the fight,” he went on, “but I had a property settlement to complete over in Kilmuck and it took longer than it should, what with neighbors fighting over a great tree with some old initials on.” “What?” “Property law.” “If you’re clever enough... for a law degree, what are you doing hanging out with these knuckle-dragging cavemen who come to watch people get beat up? I mean, I might as well put up a sign that we’ll have Christians fight lions downstairs. It’s so primitive,” she huffed. “Ah, lass, while I thank you kindly for excluding me from their ranks, you’re mistaken. I’m worse than the cavemen as you call them. I fight here most every week.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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