“I don’t know why Nathan doesn’t like me; I don’t really have beef with him. It started with his father a few hundred years ago,” Rick started.
Over their dinner, Rick explained why he and Nathans’s father didn’t like each other and it was because of the way Nathan’s father treated WICS.
After Rick finished his story Dakota offered to take the food trays to the kitchen, “I will take these to the kitchen, have a good night.”
“Good night, Dakota,” Rick said, standing up from his bed and walking over to his bedroom window, parting the curtain a bit to look at the ocean.
Dakota made her way to the lighthouse painting and waited an hour, but Armenia didn’t show up. ‘I am on my own for now,’ Dakota thought as she turned to walk away.
Dakota stopped at Rick’s bedroom door again and opened th
