Annie Mason sighed over the side of the ferry, wishing she’d stayed in the car the way her daughter had. Paige was not happy to be coming to Nantucket for the holidays, and Annie hadn’t the heart to tell her it was the Point and Aunt Julia’s cooking, or an empty house with an empty fridge at her father’s.
Donovan, her ex-husband, hadn’t told anyone he and his partner had decided to leave Chatham. Annie had found out quite by mistake, when she’d called him on the way to his house with Brianne, and he’d blurted out that he lived in Vermont now.
An entirely different state.
“Guess he doesn’t want to be as involved as he claimed,” she said into the wind.
“What?” Bri asked, and Annie turned toward her, putting a false smile on her face.
“Nothing, dear.” She lifted her arm and put it around
