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Published in the United States by WaterBrook Multnomah, an imprint of the Crown Publishing Group, a division of Random House Inc., New York.

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Kirkpatrick, Jane, 1946–

The daughter’s walk / Jane Kirkpatrick. — 1st ed.

p. cm.

“Based on a true story.”

eISBN: 978-0-307-72941-5

1. Mothers and daughters—Fiction. 2. Family secrets—Fiction. I. Title.

PS3561.I712D38 2011

813′.54—dc22

2010043657

v3.1

To strong and transforming women of all generations.

CAST OF CHARACTERS

Clara Estby daughter of Helga

Helga Estby wife of Ole and mother of Clara, Ole, Olaf, Ida, Bertha, Henry, Arthur, Johnny, William (Billy), Lillian

Ole Estby husband of Helga

Hannah Estby aunt of Clara’s; sister to Ole

*Forest Stapleton son of Clara’s employer

the Rutters employers of Bertha and Olaf

Martin Siverson friend of Ole

Chauncey Depew railroad magnate and philanthropist

Olea Stone Ammundsen New York furrier

Louise Gubner New York furrier

*Franklin Doré agent of Olea and Louise

*John Doré lumberman in Manistee, Michigan


*Characters designated with an asterisk are not based on actual historical figures and are fully imagined by the author.

Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.”

ISAIAH 30:21

Nothing strengthens the judgment and quickens the conscience like individual responsibility.

ELIZABETH CADY STANTON, 1848

God is love. Love is the proof of God, and forgiveness is the proof of love.

DALE CRAMER IN Levi’s Will

Prologue


MICA CREEK, WASHINGTON STATE, MARCH 1901


Go back! Just go back!” The woman glared at the dog, who stopped, his tail down, ears tipped forward in confusion.

“You can’t come with me,” she said. “I’m not part of this family anymore.” Her voice cracked at the truth that now defined her life. Heavy, wet snow fell on the solemn pair. The dog failed to obey. Even in this she was powerless. She looked at the window, hoping her mother or sister might wave. No one. She returned to the dog.

“Go back. Please.” She pointed, her voice breaking. “Go, Sailor. Go home.” The dog curled his bushy tail between his legs and then turned, walking toward the farmhouse now shrouded in snow. He looked back once, but she pointed and he continued back to the family as she’d ordered.

The woman bit her lip to avoid crying, then stuffed the packet close to her chest to keep the papers dry. She pulled her fur coat around her. Maybe she shouldn’t have worn it; maybe her success offended them and that’s why they’d refused.

The wind shifted, drove pelting snow into her face. She’d forgotten her umbrella at the house. It mattered little; she’d left so much more behind. She trudged toward the railroad tracks, taking her first steps into exile.

Contents


Cover

Other Books by This Author

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Map

Cast of Characters

Prologue

Part One

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Part Two

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty-One

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Three

Chapter Thirty-Four

Chapter Thirty-Five

Chapter Thirty-Six

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Chapter Forty

Chapter Forty-One

Chapter Forty-Two

Chapter Forty-Three

Part Three

Chapter Forty-Four

Epilogue

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