High Tide and Moonlight

I suffered the worst thing a mother could live through the night my son died in an accidental drowning.
My marriage is hanging on by a thread, and I pray that this decrepit old Inn on the shores of Florida is the second chance we need to save my family.
Unfortunately, the more I engage with the community and start rebuilding, the more suspect my husband's activities become.
I'm beginning to wonder about the wisdom of this move to Waverly Shores, but soon the best news takes my breath away as the page turns on a new chapter.
Will these new blessings be a fresh start for my husband and me, or is my family's legacy about to take an eerie turn?