Harper Lee Richards is in New York City for a friends bachelorette party weekend trip. What was supposed to be a fun, carefree girls trip turned into so much more. When she meets a mysterious stranger and then keeps bumping into him everywhere she g...
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Like clockwork I wake just before sunrise. I'm not sure if my body's inner clock has adjusted to the time zone changes or if my soul still finds the excitement in waking up to a sea view each and every day now. It's not something I take for granted.
Anguilla is an amazing place and it's healing me, little by little. It's funny how this place feels more like home than the place I called home for so many years. For the first couple of months I spent almost every day soaking up the sun and letting its healing rays wash over me. I started taking care of myself and loving the journey of figuring out who I wanted to be.
Abigail Elizabeth Beckwith is the name I was born with and it's the name I decided to return to. It's been surprising how natural it's felt and how it took me no time at all to adjust to being called Abigail. Brynn came to see me and she had no problem calling me Abigail. She even said it suited me much more than Harper ever did.
Practicing law doesn't feel right to me any longer and so I buried that career path along with Harper Lee Richards. I've spent my time helping Dad and Will at the bar and it's laughable how I went from an attorney wearing designer clothes to a waitress who's at home in her jean shorts and tennis shoes.
Dad and Will have an amazing bar that stays packed day in and day out. They named it The Anchor and one evening they told me the story behind the name. They said that love and trust was what bonded them together thru the women they loved, the love for their children and the fact that they were more like brothers than best friends. When I reminded Dad and Will that Harry has an anchor tattoo it was just another confirmation of their bond. We were all meant to find our way back to each other.
They say that everything almost feels complete now. I know what's missing. I know what has to happen for everything to finally feel complete. I'm not sure it's going to happen though. I guess you could say I've lost faith. I've given up.
Dad tells me I've not completely given up though or I would accept the invitation for a date from one of the bartenders who works for them. He's a nice enough guy, but I just can't bring myself to accept his invitation yet. I'm not ready. I'm not sure when or if I ever will be.
"Any coffee left for me?" Dad kisses my cheek as he sneaks up behind me as I stand on our back deck and watch the sun rise.
"Of course. Want me to get it for you?" I ask.
"No. I've got it. What's on the agenda today?" He asks from the kitchen.
"Not sure yet. I have the day off so I'm not sure what I'll get up to. I may ask Caroline if she wants to do something."
"Come by the bar. I'll make sure we have those potato skins you love so much." Dad winks at me.
"You're not trying to set me up are you?" I raise an eyebrow suspiciously.
"No. He's not even working! Will is back tonight." Dad smiles.
"Where did he get off to anyway? Anne didn't know."
