Waiting for Willa | Chapter 28 of 30 - Part: 1 of 8

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Chapter One



“Namaste,” my class repeats. Some of them jump up immediately to get on with their days, and some sit quietly for a few more minutes.

Summer yoga is my favorite. I get to teach classes every morning at the Lodge on the Lake, for tourists and locals alike. Some days we’re overflowing with newcomers, and some days like today, it’s mostly familiar faces.

The sun rises early in this part of the world during the summer months, so a start time of seven a.m. is perfect to get the blood moving through our veins.

“Sorry I came rushing in late, Fallon,” Nina Wolfe says with a smile. She’s rolling her mat. “I can’t believe I over slept.”

“No worries,” I reply. “It happens to all of us. I’m just glad you made it.”

She sighs and walks over to me, her mat slung over her shoulder. Nina is a pretty blonde woman, with an athletic body and a happy smile. She moved to Cunningham Falls, Montana just a few months ago to be closer to her brother, Christian.

Who happens to be Christian Wolfe, the hottest Hollywood actor in the world.

Of course, he’s married to another client of mine, Jenna.

“How long have you lived here, Fallon?” Nina asks.

“Oh goodness, it must be almost two years now.” I blink rapidly, realizing that this is the longest I’ve stayed in one place in more than five years. “Wow, time flies.”

“Was it hard for you to feel like you fit in? To make friends? I mean, I have Christian and Jenna, and I have acquaintances of course, but—”

“I get it,” I say with a nod. “Small town life is different. There’s not a lot of people here, and it feels like there are a lot of cliques.”

“Yes,” she says with a relieved nod. “And most everyone I know is originally from here, so they have that network in place. I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t going crazy.”

“You’re not,” I assure her and pat her shoulder. “And it does get easier.”

“Why don’t we go get some drinks or coffee or something sometime,” she asks. “I’ve been coming to your class for months. We’re friends.”

“Sure.” I reach into my bag and pull out a card. “My cell is on here. Just text me and we’ll set it up.”

“Awesome.” Nina grins and takes a step back. “I also might have some professional things to discuss with you. Pick your brain.”

“I’m always happy to have my brain plucked.” I wink and sling my bag over my shoulder, walking toward my car. “Have a good day, Nina.”

“See you!”

I climb in my Jeep and drive toward my house, which is just a couple miles away. Sometimes I walk to class, but I was running late this morning myself.

And I admit, I like the feel of the sun beating on me, the wind blowing through the Jeep as I drive.

After the long Montana winter, summer is just what the doctor ordered.

I’ve just stepped through my front door when my phone rings. I grin as I answer.

“Hey there.”


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