The Cottage on Nantucket, Chapter 46

*women's fiction *heartfelt *mystery *friendship *sisters

“You need some dark clothes,” Tessa said to herself later that night. The hours had passed impossibly slow that afternoon, as Tessa literally had no one to communicate with. She could’ve spent hours texting Ron in the past. Or Janey. Or Mom.

Her chest had gone tight then, and she’d put on her swimming suit, left her phone in her room to charge, and gone …