Oh, and find Jaime. If she could find a way to put Maria’s fractured family back together again, it would bring her a sense of satisfaction and help ease the guilt of displacing them.

She had a lot to do.

Her phone lay on the nightstand, and she reached over and pressed the “Home” key. A few email notifications came up, but nothing from Ethan. He was punishing her, hoping she’d call and beg him to join her and fix her life.

Determined to get moving now, she tried again. Roll forward, feet on the floor, then a beeline for the shower. Ten minutes of scalding hot water and she started to feel human again.

She stepped out and rolled her hair in a towel before wrapping another around her body. Quickly, she applied her makeup, finishing it off with a soft pink lipstick. Her casual color, she liked to think of it.

When she leaned forward to see the end result, she wasn’t impressed. The makeup didn’t do a lot to cover the damage of a sleepless night. She should’ve brought her eye cream. In the anxiety storm leading to her trip, she’d forgotten a lot of necessities.

Well, it couldn’t be helped. Moving on, she dried her hair, then twisted it up and secured it with a pearl-encrusted comb. She dressed in crisp white linen pants and a billowy sky-blue blouse. Only then did she allow herself to go to the small kitchen and make her first cup of coffee and grab a bagel from her tiny fridge. She toasted it, coated it with cream cheese, and took it and the coffee out to the lanai. Then she came back in for her laptop.

Returning to the lanai, she set the computer down and opened it, fingers crossed that overnight something magic had happened. She signed on, then took a bite and a drink as she waited for it to load up.

Around her, the birds chirped and a breeze brought her the scent of the lovely pink plumeria flowers that graced a tree just behind her. She loved the cozy porch. It was quickly becoming her favorite morning spot.

When her Lineage page popped up, she almost dropped her coffee. There were nine results in the “New Ancestor” section. Her heart thumped, and she reminded herself to stay calm, that it didn’t necessarily mean anything. She needed matches from the same geographical area where she was looking—in her case, Maui. The thing about online genealogy searches was that it was like a team sport. It needed participants to strengthen and increase results. What if no one closely related to Quinn had ever dreamed of finding out more about their DNA? That could lead to a lot of dead ends.