A doctor prescribed sleeping pills. She took them constantly, needing to be awake as little as possible. One year to the day after Daisy died, Marilyn drove straight to Awadapquit, starting out before sunrise, not stopping for gas, or to look at the beach one last time. When she arrived, she did exactly as she planned. She had written a note, which she set on the dashboard, instructions for anyone who might find her. She wanted to be buried next to Daisy.
