But she needed to hide what she was feeling today. She didn’t want Liam to be suspicious and start asking questions. It wouldn’t take much for her to break down completely.

They’d left Paia Town—and some of the best coffee she’d ever had at Paia Bay Coffee—at least half an hour before, and Liam said the next stop on their list was going to be Twin Falls.

“So Paia is where all the surfers hang out?” Quinn said, still thinking about the town behind them and especially the colorful fencing she’d seen made up of surfboards of all sizes and shapes.

“That’s it. Funky town, where all the surfers, artists, and hippies flock together. There’s also a dash of incognito celebrities roaming around if you look close enough.”

Just from the short look she’d gotten, Quinn had loved the laid-back vibe and small-town feel of Paia. There she saw more of what she considered normal people—not those floating around in fancy resort wear, playing the part of the pampered and elite. Ethan would’ve hated the atmosphere, as one of the things he loved most while on vacation was being catered to. She decided that she’d come back to Paia really soon and just spend a day exploring all the interesting shops and boutiques.

And people watching. She wanted to see more of the locals there, their expressions tolerant as they tried to live their daily lives among the constant crowds of the curious and sometimes demanding tourists. Their waitress had intrigued her, her long, thick hair streaked with blonde but also peppered with gray. Her skin was weathered, as it should be, the area around her eyes dotted with lines that looked well earned. She was friendly and inviting and, when asked, said that she’d come to Maui as a teenager and never left. When she said that it was nearly thirty years ago, Quinn thought that the island life must surely be some sort of fountain of youth.

“We could’ve gotten a breakfast sandwich up here for about three bucks,” Liam said, pointing at a small store they were passing. The sign said KUAU MART, and the parking lot had a few cars. Unlike the shops in Paia, it didn’t look overly crowded.

“That would’ve been fine with me. Why didn’t we?”

He laughed. “Auntie Wang would have my hide, that’s why. She said to give you a proper experience, not a meat, egg, and cheese on a large croissant from the local mart. Though, I’ll admit, they are legendary for their breakfast sandwiches.”

Quinn sighed. “A croissant and a cheap coffee would’ve been just fine. You said you weren’t going to treat me like a tourist.”

He glanced at her before putting his eyes back on the road. “Be careful what you ask for.”