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Retrieved on A summer that will change lives forever. In the town of Rocket, Washington—a summer playground for windsurfers and tourists—a windless summer ignites fear as businesses and residents move away. And Tom has demons of his own: memories of a beautiful wife that still haunt him, and a troubled young daughter whose retreat into a silent world confounds her father and sparks whispers in town. Swirling around Tom are lives much like his own, townspeople yearning for wind but also for hope, even love. Guests who stay in Room 6 begin experiencing sudden acts of fate, both terrible and great.

Keep Reading. Under the Cover An excerpt from Windless Summer. Chapter One By the time the beds had been made, the toilets scrubbed, the carpets vacuumed but still stinking of cigarette smoke and french fries, dusk had painted his motel in dingy purple. Tom Jemmett stood at the edge of the swimming pool, inside the chain-link fence. The giant neon arrow was popping and buzzing to life above him. A hot breeze brought his hair up on its short ends and gave him a whiff of his own sweaty armpits. He stared down into the murky pool water at a fuzzy, disintegrating turd left there by those kids in room eight.

He hadn't even found time to skim the bugs off the water in the last five days. The pool had always given Tom trouble. He'd have to drain the damn thing now. He left it as it was, turning the Pool Closed sign to face the nearly empty parking lot and padlocking the gate. It was July, degrees that afternoon on the bluffs overlooking the Columbia River in eastern Washington State.

His guests, the few he could expect, would demand refunds.


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In the office Tom's twelve-year-old daughter, Sienna, was wedged into a tight corner between the wall and the battered metal file cabinet. An electric fan blew the heat around the tiny room in slow, side-to-side repetition. He glanced at her and snapped the fan off. The plastic tree in the corner needed dusting, and he could smell this morning's now stale doughnuts, which were drawing flies to the half-round table along the wall. Sienna emerged from the corner, pointing at the television.

Tom looked at the photo on the news. A woman, bandaged, her face scratched and battered.

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He looked more closely and finally recalled the woman on TV. She'd splattered him with her complimentary morning coffee a few days back because it wasn't hot enough. He leaned over and turned the volume up to hear that she'd been mugged while visiting her sister in Portland. Sienna's memory was extraordinary. She could point out a guest from a year ago and remember the exact room assignment. He wondered, though, if all people were nothing more than numbers to her. Did she remember their hair?

The color of their eyes?

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Whether they smiled? She was a vile woman," he said. Sienna didn't seem to hear him. She picked up the glass paperweight on the counter and began running the tip of her finger around its circumference, tracing the vibrant colors beneath its surface.


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Tom imagined she'd wear a groove in the smooth glass for the time she spent enamored with it. He opened the daily ledger and checked off the rooms he'd rented the previous night as having been cleaned and made ready once again. As he jotted notes about broken lamps and leaky faucets, a tall, neatly dressed man lumbered in trailed by a squeaky-wheeled suitcase. The man grinned with coffee-stained teeth. I haven't got time for swimming, anyway. Cologne wafted from the man, musky and thick. When he finished, he paid cash for the room, all the time smiling at Sienna, who acted as though he didn't exist.

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He handed it to his guest. Just down the end of the parking lot in the corner. Tom had recently become more aware of how people, men mostly, looked at Sienna.

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She was tall for her age and slender. She had her late mother's Latina complexion with eyes so dark they appeared black. Won't say hello," Tom said. A summer that will change lives forever. In the town of Rocket, Washington—a summer playground for windsurfers and tourists—a windless summer ignites fear as businesses and residents move away. And Tom has demons of his own: memories of a beautiful wife that still haunt him, and a troubled young daughter whose retreat into a silent world confounds her father and sparks whispers in town.

Swirling around Tom are lives much like his own, townspeople yearning for wind but also for hope, even love. Guests who stay in Room 6 begin experiencing sudden acts of fate, both terrible and great.