Mysteries of Max: Books 97-99 (Mysteries of Max Collection Book 33) by Nic Saint

Author:Nic Saint [Saint, Nic]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Puss in Books
Published: 2025-09-11T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 33

Wilbur parked his van at the marina, and we all got out. The Hampton Cove marina is a sight for sore eyes—it had been fully reconstructed, with more space for luxury yachts than ever before. There used to be a row of old shops that had stood there for decades, but those were all expropriated and torn down to make room for new stores from luxury brands. Not all Hampton Covians had been on board with the new and improved marina, but it was true that the end result was quite spectacular.

“Are you sure you’re allowed to leave your van here?” asked Scarlett. “Won’t they tow it away while we’re gone?”

“I’ve got special dispensation,” said Wilbur. “On account of the fact that I’m the shopkeeper who delivers goods to most of these stores. If they tow away my van, they know they won’t get any deliveries in the immediate future—and they don’t want that.”

“Okay, so where is this boatman of yours, Francis?” asked Gran. “I hope he hasn’t forgotten.”

“He hasn’t forgotten,” Father Reilly assured her. “He’s a very reliable person. And also, I once saved his life, so he owes me.”

“You saved his life?” asked Scarlett. “Now that’s a story I want to hear.”

“Well, it all started with him finding himself in a difficult position. He’d lost his business, his wife, and custody of his one and only child, and found himself at the end of his rope. So I was walking along the coastline one night when I happened to see this guy trying to drown himself. Only he wasn’t doing a very good job, as he kept popping up again and again. Like a cork, you know.”

“I didn’t know that was possible,” said Wilbur. “People don’t usually pop up like corks, do they?”

“I’m not sure about the technicalities,” said Father Reilly. “But that’s what happened. So I decided to wade in—literally—and ask him what was going on and if he needed a hand.” When Gran gave him a strange look, he quickly added, “Not a hand in trying to drown himself, mind you. A hand as in, get him back to safety. I would never assist a man trying to end his life. So as we were floating there, bobbing up and down, he told me the story of his life. And after I had finished telling him the story of mine, we had both gotten quite cold, and so we swam back to the beach to warm up.”

“So you pretty much bored him to tears until he gave up trying to end his life?” asked Gran.

“Something like that,” Father Reilly admitted. “And while we were warming up, I offered him a position as sexton at the church. That way he could get back on his feet—financially speaking—and also spend some time close to the Lord, our Savior. And it worked. Over the next couple of months, he really pulled through, and I never had to stop him from trying to end his life again.”

“Did he ever

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