“I don’t know what I’m doing,” I said to him. I could almost hear him laugh and say, “You’re navigating uncharted waters, Patrick.” I blinked back tears. “I don’t know how,” I replied. And the answer was as clear as a bell. By following the stars. I gasped back a breath. “Oh God. Aubrey.” Scott’s eternally-smiling face smiled now as if I’d finally clued in to what he’d known all along. I could just imagine him shaking his head at me, laughing. Trust the waters, Patrick. The ocean was mapped out from the stars.
