 I can't bring myself to accept that they're really gone. I feel the same way. But everyone in the village thinks we should be wearing our mourning clothes and prepare for the funeral. Marjorie and my father tell me the same, but I can't yet, Cathy. Nor can I. There's so much I can't yet explain. Jim is an excellent sailor. Yes, and his boat was the sturdiest in Perrin Cove. And the weather was fair. It makes no sense.