Margaret Mary Murphy was running away from herself again. She didnt realize she had embarked on a dangerous journey of discovery that would start and end in a quaint little village nestled on the coast of Maine. Margaret had just buried her father, the last of her family ties, and needed to escape her life and memories, although memories of her fathers comments drew her to Mundy. It was a small village with a long memory of its own. In small towns, everyone is tied to everyone else by blood, marriage, or friendship, and Mundy was no exception. It held more secrets than serenity for Margaret, and it was a place where the past shielded the shenanigans and illegalities of the present. It would prove to be a volatile and lethal sea of deception to which Margaret had escaped to.