Chapter 52
When Ceinwen and Michael reached Boston, it was midnight. The next morning, since Ceinwen had never seen the city, Michael drove her to some historical sites. They ate brunch near Paul Revere’s House and walked a bit of the Freedom Trail before making the long drive to Cape Cod.
As pleasant as it was, Ceinwen was sure Michael had played tour guide more to delay facing his father than anything else. He had said little to her about his family home or his life there, but what he didn’t say spoke volumes. Now, as he drove toward that home, the taciturn but tough loner who kept everything bottled up inside was back.
She, too, fell silent.
Her thoughts turned once again to his mother’s diary. It had been beyond cheeky for her to read it, but she had been in a strange country and i
