Chapter 85

“There is no way your mum allows us to go down the sea caves. We are sneaking. If you ask her, she’ll just keep a strict eye on us.” Vanessa didn’t know any other seven-year-old who got around like her friend did. They were partners in crime. Neither of them knowing that sea caves were not considered dangerous because of tides. Today was a low tide day. Water rarely clogged up the rocks and paths that had a huge gateway opening but water springs, even in the fall season, were a problem. Like there word-say, springs sprung on people out of nowhere.

“Want to carry a rain coat in case, doofus?” The voice was familiar but not quite real. This was one of the memories she had made up, wasn’t it? The one where their child-like curiosity didn’t hang heavy as death. Why was she reminiscing about something that never had happened in the middle of her phone conversation with Silas. He was making his way down to Half Moon and his brilliant itinerary said he had to meet her first. After her ru