Nick thought for a moment. He knew she’d told him. What the heck was it called. Finally, it came to him. “Lucy’s Looks.”

“Cute. That’s easy enough to remember.”

“What about you? Do you just have the one sister?” He remembered she’d mentioned at the bar that her sister was coming to visit soon.

“Yes, it’s just me and Julia. She’s a year older than me. She’s a librarian and is happily married to her childhood sweetheart. They live in the same small town we grew up in. We’re pretty tight. She’s only a year older but she likes to mother hen me. But, since she insisted I come here I have to say I don’t mind that so much.”

“And she’s coming to visit soon?”

“Yes! Tomorrow and staying through the weekend. I can’t wait.”

“Do you have anything special planned?”

“Just all the usual touristy things. Shopping, we’ll hit the Whaling Museum as she didn’t get a chance to see that when she was here before and of course go to a bunch of different restaurants. We’re both foodies.”

“You’ll have to be sure to come into The Whitley restaurant while she’s here, too, and let me know when you come. I’ll do a special tasting menu for you both.”

“Really? That would be wonderful. She’d love that. I would, too.”

Another hour passed before Bella felt another tug on her line and a moment later, Nick did, too. They both stood up and pulled their fish in. They were both striped bass and Nick did a quick measure. They needed to be at least twenty-eight inches to keep. Nick’s was only twenty-six, so he threw it back. But Bella’s was almost thirty inches, so it was a keeper and he put it in the bucket he’d brought along with some water.

“Looks like you’re cooking tonight!” Bella said happily.

Nick was pretty happy about that, too. “Yep. You want to keep going for a while? See if we can get a few more?”

“Sure!” They cast their lines out again and sat down.

“Are you ready for a lobster roll?” Nick asked.

“Yes, please.”

Nick reached into the cooler and brought out the lobster rolls he’d made earlier. They had big chunks of fresh, sweet lobster, tossed with just a bit of lemon and mayonnaise and piled onto a soft roll. He handed one to Bella and opened a bag of rippled chips and set it between them.

“I think I’m ready for a beer, too. Do you want a glass of wine?”

“I’d love one, thanks.”

Nick opened the wine and poured Bella a glass in a big plastic cup. He opened a beer for himself, one of the ones Bella brought, and they enjoyed their lobster rolls.