CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
After brunch, Keira and Milo headed to the coast, where the boat excursion was due to start from. They’d packed their swimming gear and towels into tote bags, which were slung over their shoulders. It was a glorious day, with a cloudless blue sky above them. The water sparkled, lapping calmly at the shoreline. Keira couldn’t be any more excited to set sail and to have her first ever experience of snorkeling.
She squinted through the sun’s glare at the little white rib boat waiting for them. Beside her, Milo’s face was a picture of a delight, like a kid at Christmas.
“You know how much I love boats,” he said. “Although they’re usually on an icy lake in the middle of a winter’s day for fishing, so this is pretty exciting.”
Keira couldn’t hide her smile. She felt just
