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that the commercial section of the island was laid out over five square blocks that were bordered on the south by Bayview Drive and the north by Seal Parkway. Bayview seemed to be populated with cute, touristy shops, while Seal Parkway was home to the grocery store, elementary school, and fire station.
    Once Kyle retrieved the backpacks, I said my good-byes and headed back to the resort to pick up Grandpa. Doc had plans with Gertie, so he’d declined to accompany us into town. In spite of the fact that I’d had an intuition that Doc and Gertie had hit it off, I was surprised by the gusto with which Doc was pursuing the woman. You see, while Doc was a totally wonderful man who I simply adored, he was also a bit of a Casanova who had a reputation back home for dating women who were much thinner and much younger than he was. Gertie was neither.
    “Do you have all the information you’ll need?” I asked Grandpa as we headed out the front door toward my car.
    “I do. I called and spoke to my doctor as well. He’s going to send my prescription to the pharmacy once we get a phone number to send it to.”
    “That’s good. It should speed things up a bit.”
    “How’d the girls like the camp?”
    “They were a little unsure about it at first, but they agreed to stay once they found out Kyle would be staying as well.”
    “That’s good. I think Gracie is having a hard time with the changes. I heard her on the phone with your dad this morning.”
    “She called Dad? When?”
    “It was around eight o’clock.”
    I grimaced. If it was eight o’clock here it would have been five a.m. at home. I’d need to go over the time change again with the girls so my dad’s sleep wasn’t disturbed on a regular basis. “Did you happen to overhear what they were talking about?”
    “Gracie wanted to be sure your dad remembered to water your mom’s tree.”
    I felt my heart break. Poor Gracie. Shortly after my mom was killed in a car accident along with her third husband, Ashley and Gracie had come to live with me. After we’d settled in at Maggie’s Hideaway, we’d planted a tree in memory of our mother. Ashley had cried a few tears at the time but hadn’t seemed overly moved by the tribute, but Gracie had visited the tree every day for months afterward. In fact, visiting the tree was one of the last things she’d done prior to our leaving on this trip.
    “I’m really worried I did the wrong thing dragging everyone across the country. I expected Ashley to be mad but not this mad, though to be honest I really thought Gracie would take things in stride. I’m really worried that she’s so upset.”
    “She’ll be fine. They both will. Kids are resilient. I know they miss your dad and their friends, but once they get settled they’ll have a wonderful summer.”
    “I hope you’re right.”
    “I think you need to turn left on this next street,” Grandpa instructed.
    “Yeah, I see it.”
    The Gull Island Pharmacy and Barber Shop was quaint and old-fashioned. Not only was there a red-and-white barber pole out in front, but when you walked into the welcoming shop from the past, you were greeted by two barber chairs to the right and an old-fashioned ice cream counter to the left. If you continued on into the cozy shop you found several rows of merchandise before arriving at the pharmacy counter in the very back of the store.
    “Can I help you?” a pleasantly plump man with white hair and a neatly trimmed white beard inquired.
    Grandpa stepped up to the counter to speak to the man whose eyes, while faded with age, were still bright and welcoming. “I’m new to Gull Island. I plan to be here for several months, so I’d like to see about having my prescriptions transferred from my regular pharmacy in Nevada.” Grandpa took a piece of paper from his pocket on which he’d written down all his medications and handed it to the man behind the counter. “My current address and telephone number as well as the telephone number