Rainbow's End. Irene Hannon

“I’m in the San Juan Islands, Dad. Off the coast of Washington State. A beautiful little spot called Orcas Island.”

      There was a moment of silence as Bob Michaels tried to recall when his son had last noticed beauty. He couldn’t even remember. Perhaps this, finally, was the turning point he’d been praying for since Keith had walked away from the traumatic memories that had distorted and darkened his vision of the world. Thank you, Lord, he whispered in the silence of his heart.

      “And what’s so special about Orcas Island?” Bob asked, after swallowing past the lump in his throat.

      “It’s quiet here. And peaceful. Not like anywhere I’ve ever been. I don’t know quite how to describe it, except that it feels like a place apart from the world, where you can regroup and make a fresh start.” Keith didn’t mention that his unique landlady added to the specialness of the place.

      “Sounds mighty fine. Where are you staying?”

      “A little cottage. There are very few people for miles around. It’s just the forest and the mountains and the sea.”

      “Staying there for a spell might do you good. How are you fixed for cash?”