Epilogue
Becca leaned against the ferry railing and watched a pod of orcas swimming in the distance. A gust of ocean air blew her hair wild. She felt a warm hand slide down her back. She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes colliding with Aidan’s. He brushed her hair out of her face and dropped a quick kiss on her lips. When he drew away, fluttery joy rose inside. It had been a year since they’d taken the ferry home to Seattle from Alaska and now they were returning for another visit. She glanced back out to sea.
“Look,” she said, pointing to the orcas. They swam in an undulating rhythm through the water, their distinctive black and white markings evident even from a distance.
Aidan followed her gesture, a slow smile spreading across his face. Orcas were fairly common in the Pacific N
