Chapter Six
Nora
Daphne and I ended up having a nice day, considering my unsettled mood from the morning. She let the topic of Gabriel go, and we finished watching a few episodes of a baking show together before we headed over to the resort kitchen.
My small house was a stone’s throw through the trees to the lodge. Whenever I was crossing the gravel parking area and looked ahead to the resort, a sense of pride rolled through me. Flynn had returned home to Alaska to finish this half-built resort when he left the Air Force to take care of my younger sister and me. I was sixteen at the time and deep into being a moody teenager.
Our brother Grant had just started college when our mother died. Our father had passed away a few years before her, and Flynn’s father had never been around. Our m
