Willow's Crystal

Anne L. Watson

Jan 2022 · Island Women Book 2 · Shepard & Piper

About this ebook

Rai Ireland has built a respectable life for herself as a novice real-estate lawyer on Washington's San Juan Island. But when her hippie mother, Willow, comes to stay with her, Rai finds herself stretched between the Rachel she calls herself now and the Rainbow her mother thinks her to be. Besides, it hardly seems fair that Willow adjusts so easily to island life, while Rai still navigates the narrow straits of dating on a small island.

 

This is Book 2 in Anne L. Watson's Island Women trilogy, which includes "Cassie's Castaways," "Willow's Crystal," and "Benecia's Mirror."

 

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Anne L. Watson, a retired historic preservation architecture consultant, is the author of several novels, plus books on such diverse subjects as soapmaking and baking with cookie molds. Living now in Bellingham, Washington, she lived for many years in Friday Harbor in the San Juan Islands -- the home base of her Island Women trilogy.

 

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"You're in the hospital?" I shrieked into the phone.

 

"Don't yell, Rainbow. Please. My head hurts."

 

"Sorry." I got control of my voice. "Are you okay?"

 

"I'm not too okay, or I wouldn't be in San Francisco General."

 

"Sorry. Got it. What's wrong?"

 

"Well, there was this guy begging."

 

"And?"

 

"And I went to give him something."

 

"And?"

 

"He turned around and flashed me."

 

"So? You always said flashers were no big deal."

 

"It wasn't that. He looked just like every other guy -- who cares? But I was in a bad mood, and I said something that made him mad."

 

"What, for God's sake?"

 

"I said, 'Hey, that looks just like a dick, only smaller.'"

 

I groaned, but couldn't help snorting with laughter at the same time. Not a good combination. When I was done coughing, I said, "That was not smart, Mom."

 

"Yeah, I know. He lunged at me."

 

"Did he hit you?"

 

"No, I dodged. He never touched me."

 

"So why are you in the hospital?"

 

"I dodged out into traffic on Mission."

 

"Oh, God. What happened?"

 

"They weren't going fast. I got knocked down, but I only have a broken arm and a slight concussion. And a few scrapes. I'm just in the hospital overnight for observation, but I wanted to let you know."

 

"What about work? Can you do your job with a broken arm?"

 

"The store closed. So I don't have a job anyway."

 

I put my forehead in the hand that wasn't holding the phone. I wasn't supposed to take personal calls at work, but I guessed this would pass for an emergency.

 

"Mom?" I said. "Is there anything else? Did your apartment burn down, have you been bitten by a rabid squirrel, has there been another earthquake?"

 

"No," she said. "What do you mean? Of course not."

 

"Well, you're feeding me this disaster in bits and pieces, and I want to know when it's complete."

 

"That's all. Except that I've been looking for another job, and I can't find anything. And I don't have money for the rent, or the hospital either."

 

"Don't worry about the hospital. I'll pay the damned hospital. And forget the rent. I'll pay for you to move up here."