Chapter 112. Heart to Heart in Mystic

The sun was about to set when they drove up to the rustic cottage tucked away on the shores of Long Pond, in a quiet area where time seemed to have been forgotten. “It looks picture perfect!” said Eva, gazing at the place that would be their home for the next few days.

“I’m coming here for the first time. It feels as if I’m in Maine.” A man approached them and greeted them courteously.

“Are you Alexander Van Every? I’m Bob Taylor, the caretaker of this property.”

“Yes, I’m Alexander Van Every and this is my wife, Eva. Mike must have informed you about our stay.” The man smiled and greeted Eva and nodded at Alexander.

“Yes, Mr. Van Every, he has. I have stocked the place up for your stay. Here are the keys. Please don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything. The cottage has its own kayak, canoe, and paddleboard. If you want to enjoy a campfire, just call me and I’ll arrange firewood for you. The firewood provided is for the wood stove and for the outdo