She sat making notes about where she was heading, when to meet for lunch, and (most importantly) what time she needed to be back. She didn’t want anyone to be waiting on her, much less a bus full of Pilgrims.
As they stepped out into the morning sun, they surveyed the area and headed toward their predetermined destinations. Some would remain on the bus and head to Yeat’s Grave. She had decided to explore Sligo with the others, taking advantage of a shopping day.
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