“Then you finish it.”
I stared at her.
“Those were his places. I wouldn’t know where to begin.”
“Then choose some of your own.”
Her words stayed with me as I walked along the waterfront. For the first time, I began to wonder whether the map could become something more than a reminder of everything Martin and I had lost.Plan Vacations
Maybe it could also become a record of everything I still had the chance to experience.
That evening, back in my cabin, I finally opened the smaller package Martin had told me to save for last.
Inside lay an elegant evening gown in my favorite shade of deep blue.
A card rested on top.
I promised you a dance, mermaid. I hope you’ll wear this when we finally have it.
I held the dress against myself and looked into the mirror.Book Venues
Then I broke down.
