title: Saving Tir Gaeltacht: The Unexpected Summer Adventure
author: Kate Poitevin
description: Kate lives in Spokane, WA in a 118 yr old fixer-upper with husband Jim, grandson Taylor, Murphy the orange cat, and grand-dog Brighid, a black and tan Chihuahua. They have three grown children, six grandchildren, two great-grandsons, and two granddaughters-by-choice. She is also blessed to be surrounded by the best group of friends in the world. Born in Coeur dAlene, Idaho, she graduated from Coeur dAlene High School class of '67. After a two-year stint in New Jersey and one in Seattle, she returned home and eventually she found Jim and they settled in Spokane in 1980. Kate is a Regional Chieftain in the Irish Clan Cian and spends much of her summer weekends at Highland Games around the Pacific Northwest with her Celtic family. She is a member of the Tin Pencil Writers Group and Spokane Authors and Self Publishers and enjoys her memberships in Eastern Star and Amaranth. She and Jim recently bought a sailboat fixer-upper and look forward to long weekends on the water.
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  ## CHAPTER SIXTEEN  
  _THE MASTER'S PLAN_
  
      There was an instant conference with Jennifer, Mr. Wynot, the Tabrik leader and even nervous Mr. Brine. They had dressed for the occasion. Clive and Kitnip kept a watchful eye on Malak's ambassador. Fay was pleased over the way everyone turned to Jennifer for guidance. Whatever these various office holders meant in the grand scheme of things, they deferred to the true representatives of the Seasons. Fay wondered what the other three must be like, and if they encouraged the same degree of confidence as was natural with Jennifer. 
  
      "We must go," she said sweetly. "Mrs. Norse has a