“We’ve always been drawn to the sea, my family and me. It’s why Da took the family from Ireland to Seattle all those years ago. Because it was in the States but reminded him of home with the rugged coastline and the moody ocean. Whenever I need to think, I find the beach. The noise drowns out all of the voices in my head, and I’m able to just be.”

She turns to me. “Thank you for being the one to come here with me. I don’t think I could have come alone.”

“You’re braver than you give yourself credit for, Mary Margaret.” I kiss her cheek. “You can do this.”

“I know.” She takes a deep breath and then shrugs. “Actually, I don’t know. I’ve been doubting myself all morning.”

“If you don’t want to do this, we can get back on a plane this morning and go home until you are ready. Or, we can wait a couple of days if you want. Take a little vacation.”

“I could make excuses for the next ten years to get myself off the hook.” She pushes her hair off her face. “And I’m over being scared by that jerk. I’m taking control of this, and we’re going to go to that bank today. I’m claiming what’s mine.”

“What are you most afraid of?”

She turns back to the water and takes a long, deep breath.

“Good question. I’m not worried about the money. That’s just policy stuff and red tape. It’ll get figured out. But the box?” She shakes her head. “I’m afraid of what’s in it. Why would he have something in a box in the Caymans? Because he was hiding something, that’s why. And he hid a lot of things, Cam. I think I found most of them. None of them were good.”

I squeeze her hand, unable to tell her that she’s finally found the last thing.

“And I’ve decided that this is it. Once I close the account and take whatever’s in the box, I’m closing the book on my life with Joey Lemon, for the sake of my mental health. I need to move on, Cam. I need to say goodbye to him for good and get on with my life. We deserve that.”

“I agree.” I press my lips to her temple and wrap my arm around her. “You deserve to make the life you want, Maggie, without the weight of what Joey was and did hanging over your head. He’s dead and gone. I think it’s the right move to finish this today and then put it to rest.”

We’re quiet again as we stare out at the water. As the sun rises, Maggie stands and holds her hand out for mine.