Floats Her Boat by Nicolette Dane

Author:Nicolette Dane [Dane, Nicolette]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B06Y624R1M
Goodreads: 34836915
Published: 2017-04-10T03:00:00+00:00

I was lying back on the pleather bench of the pontoon, wearing my teal bikini, knees up, sunglasses over my eyes, allowing the sun to warm me out there in the open water. Hailey was behind the wheel of the boat, cruising us around Lake Linnea, off in her own little world of focused and meditative driving. Out on the front platform of the boat sat Barney. You could tell he loved feeling the wind and splashes of water on his body. He had one of those doggy smiles on his face, and his tongue was hanging out.

Summer in Grand Loon was amazing. I could admit that now. When you don’t have an office to go to, when you mostly have nothing particular to do, when you have the accoutrements of a leisurely life, a quaint cabin and a boat, everything feels superbly restful. You feel almost untouchable. And it was made all the better by the chemistry that was developing between Hailey and I. It was a casual love affair, it was easy. I hadn’t had something like that in a long time.

In the city, everybody is so hustle and bustle, so get up and go. Everybody is trying to get somewhere, and it sometimes feels like you’re just another achievement in someone’s repertoire. You’re not necessarily a person to them. You’re a talking point. “This is Brooke. She own’s her own boutique design agency and she’s done work for this corporation and that corporation.” I had a girlfriend commodify me like that before. It got tiresome.

But up here at the lake, effortlessly spending time with Hailey, sometimes I forgot who she was. By that I mean, I forgot that she was a notable musician. I forgot that in many other places, she’d be recognized. Because when we went out together here in Grand Loon, nobody seemed to know who she was. She was just another woman, doing her thing, living her life. I could see why she liked it up here.

With Hailey’s help, I’d gotten most of the stuff cleaned out of my cabin. It went a lot smoother with her assistance, but I did have to warn her a few times that if she took any more stuff, it would have been a lot more efficient to just move the full boxes over to her house. This was an exaggeration, of course, that made her roll her eyes. But Hailey was into trinkets and baubles, just as my Mom had been.

Me, I couldn’t stand the clutter. And in fact, cleaning out my Mom’s old possessions gave me a new sense of minimalism in my own life. Maybe I’m projecting, but I think a lot of younger people are like me and just don’t see the value in the things that people of our parents’ generation collected. We don’t understand it. And then, when our parents pass, it becomes our duty to unload all that unnecessary stuff that we never wanted in the first place. Why do older

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