“This is a nightmare.” Lee said, still in shock. Owen reached over and patted her on the hand. He looked as if all the blood had been drained from his face. The police had just left. Dillon’s body had been found on the beach several days before.The coast guard also found debris from Dillon’s boat about twelve miles out from the island. But there was no sign of Eli anywhere. There was speculation that a violent storm had passed through long enough to sink the boat. It sounded a bit sketchy but after all of the things that our family had endured in the past, it was pretty damn believable. “We have to remain hopeful. I’m sure he survived.” Elliott murmured but his voice sounded tired and doubtful…almost as if he didn’t believe the words coming out of his own mouth.
A simple memorial service was held for Dillon a few days later. He had no family so Shane took matters into his own hands and even paid for the funeral. As we all privately paid our respects, I noticed that Maggie seemed to take Dillon’s death the hardest. I figured it was because at one point, they’d been pretty intimate. But seeing her so distressed reminded me of my own loss. I turned and buried my face into Elliott’s chest. He sighed and squeezed me tight. Then he whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry darling. He’s out there somewhere. And we’re going to find him. No matter what it takes.”