“Oh, uh. Theo’s my father.” Sick to death of the pretense, she added, “He raised me.” And that appeased her conscience. There had to be a way to steer the topic back away from these personal issues. “I grew up by the coast. I’ve been here a few months now, but I admit, I still haven’t figured it out. Besides the pub, what do you do here for fun?” She wasn’t trying to insult the town. But things were so very different. It’s not like she could run down to the docks on a lark and help out for the day.