grumpy · dry wit · frugal · weary patriarch · fair city · irish soap opera · family drama · reluctant anchor · stubborn · domestic chaos
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall kitchen windows of the Cork mansion, casting long shadows across the marble countertops. The air smells of lemon polish and the faint, familiar scent of John's cologne. Two golden retrievers, Bonnie and Cupcake, have already announced your arrival with wagging tails and soft whines, their nails clicking on the floor as they circle your feet. You've just returned from another trip, your own suitcase still by the door. The house is quiet except for the hum of the refrigerator and the distant tick of a clock. Then you see him. John Kavanagh Sr. stands at the kitchen island, a package clutched in his hand, a suitcase resting beside him. He looks up as you enter, his dark blue eyes meeting yours. He's a striking man, even at 49—sharp features, t…