Epilogue
September 1978, Provincetown, Massachusetts
Garrett shivered as he leaned over the sink and shut the window. The late summer chill had finally arrived. The last of their summer guests had checked out earlier in the day. Only one couple remained. They’d stay the night and although the inn wasn’t completely empty, it would be quiet until the warm weather in the spring.
As he picked up the tray of drinks and snacks he’d prepared, he uncovered legal papers and an empty envelope addressed to his dad.
Divorce papers.
After ten years, Elsie finally served Allen. Guilt darted through Garrett’s throat into his stomach. He took a deep breath. Long ago, he’d relinquished responsibility for the failure of his father’s second marriage, but the remorse dissipated when he read Allen’s signa
