There were no blueberry muffins and no boxes inside the cottage. Janey almost wished there was, so she’d have something to distract her from the carefully lined up items still on the kitchen table.
“Are you okay?” Tessa asked once the door had been closed and locked.
“Yes,” Janey said, keeping her back to her sister. She went to the fridge and got out a bottle of water. After uncapping it and taking a long drink, she asked, “Did you know the Michaels’ are leaving The Lighthouse Inn?”
Tessa frowned and shook her head. “I didn’t know that.”
As neither of them were island locals, Janey wasn’t surprised Tessa didn’t know.
“What did Riggs want?” she asked.
“Something about breakfast,” Janey said. “Thus why I said that about the blueberry muffins.”
“We’re going to have to eat dinner with
