Confessions to a Stranger (Harbored in Crow’s Nest Book 1)

Friday, May 30, 1930, Memorial Day
Crow’s Nest, Wisconsin
The caw of a seagull yanked Adaleigh Sirland’s gaze from her worn journal. Her pulse kicked up, and she gripped her mechanical pencil as she searched for the bird. It sat atop the uppermost spire of a boat docked ten feet away. Dark and murky, the water lapped at her shoes.
Relax. No one knows you’re here.