Chapter 14: A Forgotten Lagoon
Canan had listened to Stafford for almost two hours. He had listened to him while they’d eaten. He had listened to him while they did the dishes, and while Stafford gave him directions to the island on which his mother was buried. During all of that they’d stopped for just a moment to call the cousin that Stafford had spoken to earlier regarding directions and coordinates.
“I have just never learned this boating stuff, and I think it would be better if you spoke directly to her. I don’t want to get us lost at sea,” Stafford said.
Canan laughed. “We’re in the Chesapeake Bay. We’re going to be fine. I’ve sailed these waters before.”
Stafford’s cousin was named Deirdre, and she had a strength to her voice, and a kindness that Canan liked. The phone call t
