He didn't drown.
Twelve years ago, on Founders' Night, a little boat drifted home across Hushwater Lake with no one aboard. The town held a quiet funeral for Elias Calloway and moved on.
His daughter never did. Now Wren is back with one suitcase, a tax notice on the family lodge, and four words someone slipped into her mail.
If he didn't drown… what happened out on the water?


