WAY
TO GO
by
Mandy Colton
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BLURB:
Veronica
Lane works in the travel industry in her dream job when she
experiences a hellish travel day ending in the loss of her job and
stranded far from home. To make the situation even worse, she drowns
her sorrows in the hotel bar, and wakes the next morning to a big
surprise.
Gathering
up the remains of her dignity along with her travel bags, she returns
to her hometown in Peachtree City, Georgia. A community similar to a
progressive Mayberry, except with golf cart paths and carts. A lot of
them. Her family is kooky. The parents are sexually free and liberal,
her brother is a golf cart cop with more good looks and brawn than
brains. Her grandparents, one from each side, live in the same
retirement community and maintain a constant battle while
entertaining the other senior citizens. The Grandmother on her dad's
side is stuck in the 1960’s, and the Grandfather on her mother's
side served in WWII and thinks that the Japanese are still trying to
kill him.
She
calls inquiring about a job in the newspaper, a group escort for a
small tour company in Atlanta. She is hired immediately and leaves
the next day with her first group to Jamaica. First, she meets a
handsome pilot with the charter airline they use, and then there is
one unusual group participant that doesn’t seem to belong. He
leaves the group for periods of time and when things happen, he uses
MacGyver like skills to get them out of the situations. She is
aggravated and knows something is fishy and the bad thing is, the man
is very charismatic and she’s not just a little attracted to him.
Upon
their return, she finds out that the man is friends with her rather
unconventional boss and after a second unusual group excursion to
Puerto Rico; she knows for sure that the little tour company in
Atlanta is not really what it seems on the outside. When the truth is
revealed, she finds herself unintentionally dropped into a new career
that she can't exactly add to her resume.
Veronica
finds herself in uncomfortable and hilarious situations, surrounded
by crazy tour participants, family, friends, neighbors, and pets.
After a long dry spell, she finds that there is suddenly an
overabundance of romance, drama, and intrigue in her life. Her life
is now a sometimes very bumpy, yet exciting ride.
EXCERPT;
One
thing we Southerners liked was our red velvet cake. I even remembered
a fierce battle over one between some of the female relatives at a
couple of our family reunions. The rivalry had lasted for years. Aunt
Darlene thought hers was better than Aunt Gerta’s, and she’d
gotten caught trying to sabotage the other aunt’s cake. The next
year, Aunt Gerta had just picked up Aunt Darlene’s cake and dumped
it. That resulted in a catfight out in the yard and the family dog
barfing up a piece of Gerta’s wig when all the kids were eating
watermelon later that day. What a great memory.
Plowing
through my warm plate of chocolaty red velvet pancakes had brought up
that warm and fuzzy memory. I shoveled another bite of pancake with
the cream cheese icing and powdered sugar on top and then took a bite
of my bacon and looked at the table. It was covered with plates. I
looked up at Wes, who shoveled his own mound of food into his mouth.
He had pretty much ordered and eaten one of everything on the menu.
Wes
could be a dimwit of a brother, but I guess he was considered
handsome. His hair was brown with red highlights, and he had our
dad’s chiseled good looks and Mom’s eyes. He was tall and
muscular, and the girls seemed to like him a lot. He had also always
been into sports; he’d played football and was on the track team in
high school.
I knit
my brows. “How the hell do you eat that way and look like you do?”
He
burped and grinned, raising his arm to show me his bicep muscle. “I
work out every day at the gym next to the station. We get a discount
because we serve the community. Need to stay in tip-top shape, and
the women really dig the muscles. I’m ready for anything. Bring it
on, bad guys. Grrr!” He chuckled and went back to shoveling.
I rolled
my eyes at him. “You’re a golf cart cop. When’s the last time
you ran over a felon?”
AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
Mandy
Colton is from Louisville, KY, and lives a very quiet life with her
husband and teenage son. She’s a fan of romance, fun adventure
stories, and some occasional sci-fi or paranormal thrown in. Veronica
Lane and the idea for her adventures came from her own experiences
and career working in the travel industry.
She
claims that working in the travel business could be horribly
stressful but was equally laugh-out-loud funny at times. She enjoyed
many priceless and comical experiences with groups, friends, and
peers. Even her clients shared humorous adventures of their own. Her
opinion is that there just are no better stories than those that
involve true life.
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