Our stores are still open, see our trading hours here
FREE SHIPPING FOR WEB ORDERS OVER $99.
WISHLISTS
Our stores are still open, see our trading hours here

Sisterchicks #02: Sisterchicks Do the Hula! (6 CDS) (#02 in Sisterchicks Audiobook Series)

CD|Jan 2004
Product Rating: 0

$27.99

Some dreams take a while before they come true. Best friends Hope and Laurie never made it to Hawaii during their college years. But when they're about to turn forty, the islands still beckon, and off they go - with...


Order now to secure your copy when our stock arrives.
0 Available. Expected to ship in 4 to 5 weeks from Australia.

Expected to ship in 4 to 5 weeks from Australia.

Free Shipping
for orders over $99.

Some dreams take a while before they come true. Best friends Hope and Laurie never made it to Hawaii during their college years. But when they're about to turn forty, the islands still beckon, and off they go - with an unexpected stowaway on board (Hope happens to be seven months pregnant). A little pineapple, a little sunshine, and a surprising little surfing lesson give these two sisterchicks all their crazy hearts could hope for - and more - as they enter the next season of their lives with a splash and with a beautiful vision of what God has dreamed up for them.

Some dreams take a while before they come true. Best friends Hope and Laurie never made it to Hawaii during their college years. But when they're about to turn forty, the islands still beckon, and off they go - with an unexpected stowaway on board (Hope happens to be seven months pregnant). A little pineapple, a little sunshine, and a surprising little surfing lesson give these two sisterchicks all their crazy hearts could hope for - and more - as they enter the next season of their lives with a splash and with a beautiful vision of what God has dreamed up for them.
-Publisher

It'll take more than an unexpected pregnancy to keep two middle-aged sisterchicks from reliving their college years with a little Waikiki wackiness - and learning to hula for the first time.
-Publisher

:Some dreams take a while before they come true. Best friends Hope and Laurie never made it to Hawaii during their college years. But when they're about to turn forty, the islands still beckon, and off they go - with an unexpected stowaway on board (Hope happens to be seven months pregnant). A little pineapple, a little sunshine, and a surprising little surfing lesson give these two sisterchicks all their crazy hearts could hope for - and more - as they enter the next season of their lives with a splash and with a beautiful vision of what God has dreamed up for them.
-Publisher

PRODUCT DETAIL

Robin Jones Gunn

Robin Jones Gunn is the award-winning, bestselling author of over 60 books with more than 3.5 million copies sold, including the popular Glenbrooke series, the Christy Miller and Sierra Jensen series for teens. A frequent speaker at women's events, she lives with her husband, Ross, and their two teenage children near Portland, Oregon.- Publisher. .

Sisterchicks Do the Hula! (#02 in Sisterchicks Series) Paperback
$25.99
$25.99
Sisterchicks Do the Hula! (Large Print) (#02 in Sisterchicks Series) Paperback
$26.99
$26.99

:Prologue

Laurie came up with the idea to go to Hawai’i. Both times. The first time she made the suggestion was in 1983, when we were sophomores at UC Santa Barbara. I was up to my eyebrows in shattered bits of my heart when I burst into our dorm room to blurt out the news: My engagement was off. While I had been busy trying on bridal gowns and ordering invitations for the June 19 wedding, my fiancé was leaving work early to smooch with some seventeen-year-old cinnamon twist who worked at Taco Bell.

Laurie saw it coming, but to her everlasting credit, she didn’t try to collect my heart’s fragments and glue them back together. Instead, she administered a steady supply of tissues for my big, globby tears and listened patiently until I had no more words to spit at her.

“Hope, listen to me,” she said firmly. “You’re going be okay. Better, actually.”

I said something about how the only thing that would make me better would be some serious chocolate. So we proceeded to the vending machine at the end of our hall and ceremoniously inserted our precious laundry quarters until all the Oreos and Reese’s Pieces were ours. Returning to the room, we ate every last dot and crumb while sitting cross-legged on Laurie’s sheepskin rug.

“I think we should go somewhere on June 19,” Laurie said. “Someplace exotic.”

“Why?”

“Because you need a fresh start. A new dream. Something wonderful to look forward to. Where should we go?”

The only place I wanted to go was a dark cave where I could hibernate for six months.

“I have an idea.” Laurie rose to her feet. She fluttered her arms about to the right and then the left while awkwardly swishing her hips. “What do you think?”

“I think you need hula lessons,” I said flatly.

“Exactly! I do need hula lessons. And so do you. That’s why we should go to Hawai’i. On June 19. Just the two of us.”

I let the word Hawai’i plant itself in my ravaged soul like a lone tiki torch flickering in the midst of all the smoke and ashes. Hawai’i.

All we needed was some money.

Laurie and I spent spring break in Napa Valley working at the restaurant Laurie’s parents owned. We hoped for many generous tippers, but it turned out there was only one. Gabriel Giordani.

Before my eyes, Laurie fell in love with this struggling artist who came to the café every day with his two daughters. His wife had passed away a few years earlier, and all the locals loved to gossip about Gabe and his paint-splattered jeans. Laurie gave them something to really gossip about our last morning there, when she kissed Gabe on the mouth, right in front of the café window.

She and I were about three miles down the road when Laurie said, “You know what, Hope? I’m going to marry that man.”

I studied her profile and solemnly said, “I know.”

I also knew that on June 19 Laurie and I would not be flying to Honolulu. Somehow, it was okay.

Many years later, when my husband and I saw one of Gabriel’s paintings in a restaurant, I told Darren that, looking back on that season of my life, I realized I didn’t need the actual trip to Hawai’i as much as I had needed the possibility of such an adventure. That was what Laurie gave me—she dared me to dream when I wanted to die.

Darren said I should get back in touch with her because true friends like that are hard to come by.

“I know,” I said. “But Gabe is practically famous now. They’ve probably moved to an estate. She might not remember me.”

“She’ll remember you.”

“I don’t know if the phone number I have is right anymore.”

“You won’t know until you dial it and see.”

But what would I say? I miss you, Laurie. By any chance, do you still have the key to the back door of my heart? Because I have yet to make a duplicate and give it to another friend.

No. I wouldn’t call Laurie or write her. The season of our friendship had passed.

Then, as only God can, He surprised me. I think He prompted Laurie to call out of the blue just to prove that He knows me by heart. He knows what I need even when I’m too timid or belligerent to ask for it. Laurie and I had an unfinished dream. Neither of us had yet learned to do the hula.


One

The day Laurie called me she was in New York.

I was in the garage, mopping up psychedelic puddles of Rocket Pops. Our ancient freezer had coughed its last icy breath sometime during the night, and the entire summer supply of Little League frozen confections was forced to seek alternate accommodations. Unfortunately, the Popsicles tried this on their own and met with disaster.

“Gabe has meetings all afternoon,” Laurie said, after I recovered from the shock of hearing her voice in the middle of my mess. “I know it’s last minute, but I’d love to drive up to see you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, very sure. If it’s not too inconvenient.”

I warned her about the Popsicle massacre. “And it’ll take you a couple of hours. Are you sure you want to drive?”

“Yes, I love to drive. Remember?”

I smiled. Yes, I remembered. Laurie had a passion for the open road. “Are you going to rent a convertible?”

“You know it! Now don’t go to any trouble.”

I hung up the phone, rinsed my permanently cherry-scented mop, and frantically began cleaning the rest of my humble abode like Tigger on steroids.

Bestsellers in Audio Book

Hinds Feet on High Places CD
$25.99
$25.99
in stock
Radio Theatre: The Hiding Place (3 Cds) CD
$36.99
$36.99
in stock
Screwtape Letters, the (Audio Drama) (4 Cds, Unabridged) CD
$57.99
$57.99
in stock
Australian Author
The Promise (Unabridged, 7 Cds) CD
$32.99
$32.99
in stock
eAudio Book
The Ringmaster's Wife eAudio
$24.59
$24.59
in stock
Oceans Apart (Unabridged, 10 Cds) CD
$35.99
$35.99
in stock
eBook
A Heart So True: A Southern Love Story eBook
$4.99
$4.99
in stock