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be together. He told me his Uncle Mike was looking fine well after him.”
    “And fishing?” Cameron wet his lips and narrowed one eye at her. “Did he mention anything about fishing?"
    Her red-brown eyebrows angled downward over her perplexed gaze. “Fishing?”
    “You don’t think Shaughnessy has taken your nephew fishing, do you?” Julia asked.
    Cameron lifted his shoulders, feeling the tenseness in his muscles beneath the coarse wool of his sweater. “It’s just something Devin said to me, that it was like going on a fishing trip with his Uncle Mike.”
    “True enough,” Fiona added as she squinted thoughtfully toward the restaurant door. “They did go off fishing plenty o’ times. Sometimes in the summer for a week or more.”
    Her gaze moved to Cameron’s face. “Now that you mention it, Devin told me, ‘Just pretend, Mom, that I’m off early on spring break with Uncle Mike, just like we planned.’”
    “He had a trip planned with Michael for spring break?" Cameron asked.
    Fiona nodded. “He talked about it almost to the point of obsession. Was the only thing I’ve seen Michael excited about except that blasted treasure in a long time. If I hadn’t known better, I’d have thought there was some connection.”
    “Do you think there was?” Cameron pulled a small notebook and pen from the parka hung on a hook beside their table. He flipped open the pad and began making notations, starting with the word gold, double underlined and in capital letters.
    “Michael never let on that there was. He did say that if he didn’t have the gold by Devin’s Spring Break he was going on this trip.”
    “Did he say anything else? Think carefully, Fiona.”
    She narrowed one eye. “Michael said he needed to go there—to see for himself. Oh, and here’s a direct quote: he said he’d grown tired of trying to ‘wait him out’—him being you, of course.”
    Cameron's pen made a deep indention as he wrote “wait him out.”
    “I assumed he meant this was a much-needed vacation. Still, when he talked of it his eyes got all wild. You know that look.” Her eyes met his and their gazes held a moment or two as if she wanted to drive home the point that Michael wasn’t the only one to have been affected by their family’s history with this troublesome gold. “That’s why, even though it sounded like just the kind of place he’d love, I didn't want Devin to go along.”
    “Where?” Cameron asked.
    Fiona shut her eyes and gave out a weary sigh. “Not far. A place Michael said he had to go, to see it for himself. Cumberland Falls, Kentucky.”
    “Cumberland Falls?” He made note of the name and tapped it with his pen. One, two, three taps and suddenly a wave of recognition… and sadness washed over him. “Isn’t that the place Da was wanting us all to visit before… before the accident?”
    “Yes, your father did speak of it often.” Fiona’s eyes washes with unshed tears but not a single one fell. She sniffled and went on, “He insisted that next time you were in the area for a visit, we’d all of us go.”
    Thoughts of his late father, and with him his only brother, weighed heavy on Cameron. But that only reinforced his need to get Devin home soon. “You said earlier that Michael said he needed to see for himself—see what for himself?”
    “The moonbow,” Fiona said softly.
    “Moonbow?” He scribbled down the strange term first as two words, then on second thought put them together and suddenly they struck a chord in him. “Like… a rainbow?”
    “Exactly.” Julia scooted closer and leaned in as if she might find some clue on the page with his writing on it. “It’s a natural phenomenon that appears over the waterfall there on the night of a full moon. Craig and his girlfriend talked about going to see it once.”
    “Full moon,” he muttered as he copied down the word then drew a large circle as full as the moon itself around it. Then, knowing Julia was watching his every move,