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 INFO AND LINKS:
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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