About the book
The restaurant overlooked the harbor of Queen’s Cove. The gin is made at a local distillery here in Queen’s Cove, and the blackberries are local and organic.” The wife nodded, watching her sons across the table, busy with coloring, and more importantly, quiet. “That would be wonderful.” “Sure thing. He normally kept it in the garage under a cover and only drove it out when there was absolutely zero chance of rain. So unavailable he’d rather have a fake relationship than a real one.