Chapter Twelve
Mac stared out at the stars and watched them twinkle. His mind raced in time to the flashing of the starlight as it glinted off the engagement ring he held up to the moonlight.
The sun would rise in less than an hour. Sleep had eluded him. He’d been the same on the night before his wedding. Mac had spent the entire day assuring their families and friends that Lana would show the next day. Then he’d spent the night convincing himself that Lana would show in the morning.
She loved him. He loved her. That was all they needed.
Except it wasn't.
Mac had woken the morning of his wedding with a sense of foreboding. It was the same sense he got the last night of every summer since he’d been six and had spent his first summer with Lana. Even at that tender age, Mac had known tha
