My Summary:

James Stathe wasn’t the most eligible bachelor in town nor was he the most talented, refined or even the slightest bit genius, but he had an essence of pure adventure; adventure that had seen him bent over every paddle along the coast of the Massachusetts Bay. His folks were old fishermen, who spent their days fileting fish brought in by the younger lads who ventured out in the early mornings. Stathe didn’t have much, but he had his Meredith. In times of doubt she had been there, standing by his side, putting back together the pieces that had fallen apart. His parents were indifferent to his choice not to take on the family business, but James sought something more than just the stench of rotting carcasses day after day. He sought a life of never-ending excitement, he sought a story that could be passed on from generation to generation, he sought a title and a history, he sought “The Meridia”.