The Wildwater Walking Club
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Brock walked into the room and set up his video camera. He shut his eyes and let out three quick puffs of air. He opened his eyes again, tilted his chin up, and threw his shoulders back. “Welcome,” he said. “Welcome to all of you.”
“And make that welcome back if you’ve been here before,” the rest of us said.
“My name is Brock,” he said.
“And I’ll be your Fresh Horizons certified small-group career coach for the next ninety minutes,” we yelled.
Brock grinned. “Sounds like some of you are just about ready to graduate. Okay, who’s first?”
Rick and I both put our hands up.
“Ladies first,” Rick said.
“No, after you,” I said.
“Really, I insist,” Rick said.
“As do I,” I said.
We both cracked up.
“Methinks I detect a hint of romance in the air,” one of the disheveled guys said.
Brock clapped his hands three times. Then he looked at me. “Ready?” he asked.
I licked my lips and nodded.
He pushed a button on the video camera. He lifted one hand over his head and brought it down like the clapper on a movie set. “Go,” he said.
I looked right past the camera and smiled at Brock. “First of all, I want to thank you for that thing you said about making a fully conscious decision to invest in myself. I’d never thought of it that way before, and it really resonated for me.”
“Kiss up,” somebody said.
“Okay,” I said. I looked at the camera. “My name is Noreen Kelly. It’s not my favorite name in the world, but it’s starting to grow on me. I want to do something creative, and I never want to be tied to a desk again. I’ve started designing custom clotheslines, and placing them at local shops, and I’m going to begin marketing them online as soon as possible. Energy costs are skyrocketing, and green is the new black, so I think there’s real opportunity there.
“I’ve also been walking every day, eating healthy, and just taking better care of myself. I took a fun trip recently, and I’d like to do more traveling. And I even think I know what I want in my personal life now, but that’s, well, personal.” I took a deep breath. “And I also think I’m ready to graduate.”
“Nice job,” Brock said when everybody finished clapping.
He turned to Rick. “Okay, now you.”
Rick stood up. “What she said,” he said.
He sat down again.
He got a great laugh, and I watched him while he savored it. He was such a nice guy, I couldn’t believe I hadn’t picked him out of the group on my first day here. Maybe the simple fact was that I couldn’t see him until I could see myself.
Rick stood up again. Brock lowered his imaginary movie clapper.
“My name is Rick Walker. I’m not as far along as the dazzling woman I’m following here. I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my life, but what I’m starting to figure out is that we can all give ourselves a second chance if we want to. And that I can use this free time to try some new things. I don’t have to figure it all out at once. I’m thinking about taking a metal sculpture class, and I’ve always wanted to learn more about Web design. Oh, and I’m coming up on my ninth date with an amazing woman, so, hey, wish me luck.”
As soon as small-group counseling was over, we made our Wii tennis excuses to the scruffy guys and headed out to the parking lot together. “We really wowed ’em, didn’t we?” Rick said.
“We sure did,” I said. “By the way, how’d you come up with that ninth date thing?”
He stopped, leaned back against a locker, and counted them off on his fingers. “Date number one, Wii bowling date. Date number two, miniature golf date. Date number three, kiss after miniature golf date. Date number four, clothesline activism date. Date number—”
I put my hand on top of his. He pulled me to him and we kissed, right there, leaning up against an old school locker.
“I believe you,” I said when we came up for air. “Ninth date it is. You know what happens on the ninth date, don’t you?”
He raised an eyebrow.
I raised an eyebrow to match his. Then I leaned over to check my pedometer. I still had a ways to go to reach my ten thousand steps today.
I looked up again and into his cat green eyes. “The ninth date always starts with a walk on the beach.”
“Sounds great to me,” Rick said. He draped an arm over my shoulders, and I reached one around his waist. We started walking out to the parking lot. “Am I allowed to ask how the ninth date ends?”
“Trust me,” I said. “You’ll totally love the ending.”
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
WHEN THIS BOOK LANDED IN HER LAP, BRENDA COPELAND told me she felt like she’d won the lottery. It turned out I was the lucky one—an editor couldn’t be smarter, funnier, kinder, or more enthusiastic than the thoroughly amazing Brenda.
A huge thanks to Ellen Archer and Barbara Jones for their brilliance and vision in knowing that women want to hear real women’s voices and read their stories, and for believing in me and what I can do. I’m so proud to be a Voice author.
Many thanks to Jessica Wiener for her creativity and marketing savvy, to Sally McCartin for being a dream publicist, to Laura Klynstra for a truly fabulous cover, and to Betsy Spigelman for her very cool cards. The entire Hyperion and Voice team is simply the best, and I send my heartfelt and alphabetical thanks to Anna Campbell, Marie Coolman, Rachel Durfee, Kate Griffin, Maha Khalil, Claire McKean, Lindsay Mergens, Jo Anne Metsch, Shelley Perron, Mike Rotondo, Sarah Rucker, Shubhani Sarkar, Mindy Stockfield, and Katherine Tasheff.
Lisa Bankoff always knows just what to say and do, and I’m extraordinarily grateful to have her as my agent and my friend. It’s been a thrill to watch the wonderful Tina Wexler spread her wings and fly to her own office at ICM, and a huge thanks to Elizabeth Perrella, who jumped in to fill Tina’s seat without missing a beat. A big thank you to ICM’s Josie Freedman for handling my film rights, and to Karolina Sutton, Elizabeth Iveson, and Helen Manders at Curtis Brown Group Ltd. for foreign rights representation.
How great to find out firsthand that the HarperCollins sales force is as fantastic as I’d heard. Thanks so much to Gabriel Barillas, Kristin Bowers, Rachel Brenner, Ralph D’Arienzo, Anne Hollinshead De-Courcey, Ian Doherty, Karen Gudmundson, Mark Gustafson, Jim Hankey, Diane Jackson, Mark Landau, Carl Lennertz, Judy Madonia, Kay Makanju, Kate McCune, Michael Morris, Olga Nolan and the telephone sales team, Jeff Rogart, Rhonda Rose, Kerry Rosen, Dale Schmidt, Cathy Schornstein, Jennifer Sheridan, Robin Smith, Pete Soper, Virginia Stanley, Eric Svenson, Mary Beth Thomas, Bruce Unck, Donna Waitkus, Seira Wilson, John Zeck, and Jeanette Zwart.
When you have seven brothers and sisters, there’s an expert in the family for pretty much every subject. Thanks to Mary and Jim for stepping up on this particular novel, not that either of them have ever considered a buyout or needed career counseling. Thanks to Mary Carroll for additional insider info. Many thanks to Ken Harvey for an insightful read whenever I needed one. A huge thanks to all the wonderful women I’ve walked with over the years.
Thanks to all the friendly people I met in and around Sequim and Seattle, even the guard at the Dungeness National Wildlife Refuge who told everyone, “Claire Cook is out there doing research for her next novel.” Sometimes when it feels like everyone is staring at you, they really are.
Heartfelt thanks to all the fabulous booksellers, librarians, book clubs, members of the media, and readers who have spread the word about my books. Your support means so much, and I’m truly grateful to each and every one of you for making this book possible.
Much love and many thanks to Kaden and Garet for helping me keep my characters on track, and to Jake, first, final, and forever reader.
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THE WILDWATER WALKING CLUB. Copyright © 2009 Claire Cook. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of Hyperion e-books.
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Table of Contents
Cover
Title Page
Dedication
Contents
Day 1
Day 2
Day 3
Day 4
Day 5
Day 6
Day 7
Day 8
Day 9
Day 10
Day 11
Day 12
Day 13
Day 14
Day 15
Day 16
Day 17
Day 18
Day 19
Day 20
Day 21
Day 22
Day 23
Day 24
Day 25
Day 26
Day 27
Day 28
Day 29
Day 30
Day 31
Day 32
Acknowledgments
Other Books by Claire Cook
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