Monty thought he might be ill, the wave of nausea coursing through his frame threatening to knock him to his knees. Mason! Mason gone. If he’d lost his son, after losing his wife earlier last spring, he’d head out to sea and not look back. Heartache had its limits, and he had nearly reached the breaking point. The little boy in his arms proved he’d not yet arrived there.His knees wobbled—him, the strong, capable NOAA corps scientist who combed the ocean looking for clues to its mysteries. He could walk the walk, and talk the talk, and wear the smart, dress whites any other day of the week, but give him one little seven-year-old boy missing in a snowstorm, and he turned to jelly. Mason and Mia were all he had left of Marissa, a gift to him from across the chasm between heaven and earth.
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