By then the last of twilight had faded into
darkness, but enough lights lined the main street of the island to
let her see his face clearly. “I told you. I’ve got something for
you.”
“What?”
“A letter from my father. The lawyer gave it
to me after his death with a request that it be hand-carried and
delivered to you personally.”
Michael remained silent for long moments
after that. “I don’t see why it would matter. No point in the
letter, either. Your father made his decisions. It’s done, and he’s
gone.”
“Obviously he had something he wanted to tell
you.”
“I can’t think of anything he could say that
would interest me.”
“I guess you’ll find out.”
Another silence ensued. He broke it to say,
“If that was the sole reason for your visit, you needn’t have
bothered. I wish you h
