Four days later, he’d increased the chances to 25 percent. Josh didn’t like the emotional stuff. She didn’t want to talk about her feelings or her family or her past—definitely not her past. She didn’t want to know why Will lived with the county (Mom drank, Dad just didn’t care) or if he was single (he’d broken up with his last girlfriend because she was obsessed with cross-country) or what he was into (he lived and breathed self-help books). What Josh did like was dream walking and anything to do with it. When she talked about her work, she spoke easily. She explained concepts clearly. She was patient. She even gave examples from her own experience, which were as close to sharing personal stories as she ever came. And she was good. From the moment she began instructing him, Will didn’t doubt that she knew what she was talking about. Not just the ass-kicking stuff—although he was pretty sure she could name every bone and muscle in the body and apparently she was a black belt in three different forms of martial arts—but how to make decisions while in the Dream.
