Abby had since fallen madly in love and gotten engaged to Aiden Aldridge, one of the nicest guys Cait had ever met. In the span of one afternoon, Cait had discovered the identity of her birth mother, inherited one-third of the Bistro and one-third of Ava’s cottage, and learned that she had two half sisters-Deirdra, a strong-willed, stressed-out attorney who lived in Boston, and Abby, a sweet, free-spirited chef who had returned to the island from New York for a fresh start. Cait’s life had been forever changed when she’d been summoned to the island by Shelley Steele, one of Ava’s closest friends, to go over the details of Ava’s will. She’d discovered the refuge when she’d overheard a customer talking about it at the beachfront restaurant she’d inherited a little more than three months ago from the birth mother she’d never known, Ava de Messiéres.

It was a natural deterrent to most hikers, and since Cait treasured her privacy, this spot had quickly become one of her favorites. The pungent aroma of sulfur hung in the air. Long lush grasses sprouted through the surface of the murky water like thick patches of spiky hair swishing in the late-afternoon breeze. She planted her hands on her hips and focused on the beauty before her instead of getting lost in the past. Those ghosts were a burden she was sick of carrying, but short of having her memory erased, she had no idea how to get out from under them. It had been a long time since she’d needed that camouflage, but the ghosts of her past still hovered, ever-present reminders of how quickly things could change. She couldn’t even swim, but she’d always felt a kinship with the sea, coming and going under the cover of night, guided by the light of the moon. She’d imagined basking in the freedom of the water and reveling in the beauty of the changing tides. She dropped her backpack in the sand and gazed past the marshy inlet to the ocean in the distance, remembering when she was a little girl and had dreamed of walking into the sea and becoming a mermaid. The warm summer sun beat down on Cait Weatherby’s shoulders as she came to Brighton Marsh at the end of her three-mile hike through the wildlife refuge on Silver Island.

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