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“I think Marcellus has been going rogue again.”
He extends it to her. An offering. Her house key. The one she lost last year.
held a copy of this one when I was very young.
must belong to the one she mourns.
Thirty, just like him. His mother would’ve gotten pregnant that same summer that all these kids were graduating.
a photo of his mom he’s never seen before, standing on a crowded pier with that same guy’s arm slung around her.
Daphne Cassmore and Simon Brinks.
Cameron Cassmore doesn’t have valuables.
“Sowell Bay. Used to be super touristy, but now it’s kind of run-down. There’s an aquarium that’s still open, I think. You should check it out.”
“She’s moving in with her daughter.” “With Laura? In Spokane?”
Mary Ann with knit-wits
Something about the way he walked seemed . . . familiar.
The oCtopus
occurs to her Lars must have used up most of his half of their parent’s inheritance with his stay at Charter Village. When the lawyer followed up about the other assets, it was only a few hundred dollars.
Elland, to Fairview Memorial Park.
WILLIAM PATRICK SULLIVAN: 1938–2017. HUSBAND, FATHER, FRIEND.
Tova’s maiden name, Lindgren, is supposed to be Erik’s second middle name.
Although neither Will nor Marcellus the Octopus can understand her, both deserve to know.
“We can’t all be the Octopus Whisperer, or whatever the hell that was. Look, I was doing my best. If it weren’t for me, that octopus would be halfway across the ocean by now.”
“Conscience does make cowards of us all, huh?”
“Hamlet,” she says softly. “It was one of my son’s favorites.”
for some reason she can’t quite identify, she likes him. She might even trust him.
Tova's feelings abouf Cameron
“What am I supposed to do if it happens again? If he gets out, I mean. While I’m here cleaning.” “Leave him alone, of course,”
But the former cleaning woman and her replacement. They walk alike.
Related
But you would do well to believe me when I tell you this: the young male who has recently taken over sanitation duties is a direct descendant of the cleaning woman with the injured foot.
One morning in late July, Cameron finally lands a promising clue. Elusive real estate tycoon Simon Brinks spends summer weekends at his estate in the San Juan Islands,
His thumb hovers over Avery’s number.
Owner of surf shop
even though they’ve managed a few coffee dates and a late-night dinner, once,
He’s held an actual job for weeks now. He doesn’t even hate it.
“Well, let’s go, then. We’ll take my truck.”
To try find Simon Brink
Cameron suspects that, deep down, she’s skeptical that a person like Simon Brinks would have dated her sister.
Aunt Jeanne
He’s already paid back almost half, but it’s still a chunk of change.
For the camper
“You’ve met Tova Sullivan?” Shit. The secret. No one is supposed to know about Tova coming to the aquarium. Not
Mary Ann Minetti’s farewell luncheon
“Laura, dear. How are you?” Tova inclines her head at Mary Ann’s daughter, a trim woman in her forties,
Laura’s daughter, Tatum, and young granddaughter, Isabelle, live with Laura in Spokane.
but it’s Adam Wright, the fellow who helped her with her crossword down at Hamilton Park a few weeks ago.
The cyclist who knew her son.
always welcome what people remember.”
“he wanted to impress that girl, whatever her name was. He was going to bring her to the cabin.”
“I don’t know what she was, technically, but they were a thing.”
So Will had been right. There was a girl.
Maybe Cameron's mom
“Younger guys? How old do you think I am?” “Twenty-four?” “Try thirty.”
Cameron and Avery
“How old are you?” A note of anxiety creeps into Cameron’s voice. “Turned thirty-two last month.”
“Cameron, this is Marco.”
Avery's teenage son
Watching Avery as a mom, for some reason, had impressed him in a way that he’d never been impressed by a girl before.
“Sowell Bay has some of the calmest water in all of Puget Sound. Part of the reason I moved here.”
“Actually, Josh and I are good friends. We never even dated. Just hooked up once my junior year of high school, and poof! There’s a kid binding us for life.”
“Hard for her?” “To leave, I mean. To leave you with someone who could do better.”
Had Adam Wright managed to remember it? Was he even trying?
There was a girl.
“You’re working very hard here.” “I guess I am.” The words seep through him, slow and warm like hot chicken broth on a cold day. It might be the nicest compliment anyone has ever given him.
Human gestation is approximately two hundred and eighty days. Conception must have occurred very close to the night of the boy’s accident.
But I do not like the hole in her heart. She only has one, not three, like me. Tova’s heart. I will do everything I can to help her fill it.
