ONE OF THE ADVANTAGES of living in a small town is that you can walk everywhere. As I made my way toward the marina, I breathed in the salty air and breathed out my irritation with Scooter. I knew he tried to believe in the work I did, but it was hard for people to accept the truth sometimes, especially when no one talked about it. That was one of FAROUT’s missions—to raise awareness and make people more comfortable sharing their stories.
When I got to the marina, I popped in the office to find out where Jack and Sandy’s boat was located. Fortunately, Ned was staffing the desk. He told me that I could find them on C Dock, then asked me how I was holding up. You would think that a little of Ned’s compassion would have rubbed off on Nancy after so many years of marriage.
We talked for a fe
