By A. Manette Ansay
From ny instances bestselling writer A. Manette Ansay comes an unforgettable tale of 2 households united by means of tragedy -- and one woman's deeply emotional trip towards a call she'd by no means proposal attainable. On a regular morning in Fox Harbor, Wisconsin, Meg and Rex Van Dorn's lives are irrevocably altered whilst a under the influence of alcohol driving force -- Meg's onetime ally, Cindy Ann Kreisler -- slams into the Van Dorns' vehicle, killing their six-year-old son, Evan. As Meg recovers from her personal accidents, she and Rex are stunned whilst Cindy Ann gets a trifling slap at the wrist. of their rage and grief, they purchase a ship to sail world wide, hoping to place as a lot distance as attainable among themselves and Cindy Ann. but if Meg returns to Fox Harbor for a relations marriage ceremony, she's compelled to stand the advanced ties that bind her to the girl who has destroyed her peace.
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If only I’d kept Evan home from school one more day. If the power hadn’t gone out. If we’d left the house on time. If only I’d let Rex take him to school, for Christ’s sake, he’d even offered to! If only I’d kept my eye on the Suburban for just a few seconds longer. Or else, if I’d awakened five minutes sooner. One minute sooner. Even thirty seconds. You simply can’t bear not to think about it. Because the truth is this: it could have been enough. The days passed. The first week. The next. Twice a day, at dusk and dawn, we walked to the bow and back again, checking the condition of the sails, the sheets, squinting up at the mast.
I could barely hear him over the roar of the rain, the crack of the flapping sail. A white crest of wave detached itself, and suddenly B lu e Wa t e r ~ 31 I was standing in water. The lenses of my glasses were drenched; I couldn’t see a thing. ” I hollered, feeling another wave crack against the back of my foul-weather jacket. It was like being shoved by a human hand. ” By the time I’d wiped my glasses clear, he’d already returned to the cabin top, where he finished tying down the sail. A few minutes later, he crawled back into the cockpit, right arm tucked against his side.
We’d apologize wearily, sheepishly. We’d put on our nightshirts, nibble trail mix and dried fruit. We’d nose through the galley lockers, the salon bookshelves, looking for an unopened package of crackers, a fresh magazine, the least thing we might have missed. 50 ~ A. ” Rex asked, surprising me one night. ” The truth was this: I was thirsty. My tongue lay thick in my mouth. Hours often passed during which I didn’t think of Evan even once. “I’m all right,” I said. Rex bit his lip. ” Had I wanted to weep, it wouldn’t have mattered.