As seventy-eight-year-old Penelope Daos watches the waves crash along the beach beside her Long Island home, she reminisces about her past. Her mind is full of secrets she kept from everyone, including her late husband and her family. These secrets have haunted her for the past fifty-eight years. She wonders if her children and grandchildren will believe her story. Is it possible to accept that pirates and treasure exist outside of fairytales? Could a summer love be so strong it would save Stavro and Penelope? Or will they be destined to perish at the hands of the thieves of Chios? This novel for teens follows Penelope through her journal filled with detailed memories of the adventures, love, demise, and heartbreak she experienced at the age of twenty in 1957 on a little island in Greece called Chios. It was the most beautiful view I had ever seen. The neighboring mountains stood tall and strong across from the one we were on. In the distance, right where one mountains edge met another’s, I could see the ocean; a deep blue Aegean dotted with white specks here and there from the menacing white caps. The mountains were layered with rows of mastic and olive trees. Grays and browns colored the petrified mountainous terrain. The breeze seemed to whistle through the space between them ... I turned to look at Stavro; his eyes set on the view ahead. He seemed to be at peace again.