from LOST AND FONDUE by Avery Aames
HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY TO ALL OF YOU! MAY YOU ENJOY SOME GREAT FIREWORKS AND THE LOVE OF YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS.
That said...how did I get myself into this mess?
Do you have a clue what I'm going through?
No, of course you don't. I'm Matthew Bessette, Charlotte's cousin and partner in Fromagerie Bessette. My ex-wife has returned to town. Sylvie. Willful, seductive, destructive. She wants to dominate my life, my children's lives. Clair and Amy are so sweet, so formative. I want them to have everything they need. Love, courage, confidence.
But Sylvie has arrived, in blazing color. Think unpredictable fireworks!!!!
Just to give you a little backstory, Sylvie left us a few years ago. Up and left to go back to good old Mum and Dad in merry old England. What did I see in her when we met?
I know, I know. You don't have to tell me. I saw what most men see. She was hot, sexy, and passionate (aka volatile). What man in his right mind wouldn't have gone for her? What man wouldn't have been bowled over by her? Why is that? Why do men think with their, you know... and not with their heads? Why couldn't I predict eminent disaster?
Charlotte would tell me to breathe right now. She'd tell me it wasn't my fault, but it was. It is.
I like myself. I do. But there are times I wish I could rewrite a whole bunch of my history, but if I did, I wouldn't have Clair and Amy, and I would be lost without those girls. They are my light. I'm so lucky because I've found Meredith, and she adores the girls as I do. But I'm worried because Sylvie has it in for Meredith. She doesn't want the girls to love her. She's always trying to devise a scheme to keep them apart.
Argh. Do I sound a petty? Not manly? Not in control? I probably need to see a therapist, but Providence isn't booming with therapists. In our town, gossiping at the Cheese Shop or at the Cafe Latte or the Igloo constitutes "talking it out." My dad...who lives in Philadelphia...would say that should suffice. He's always had his feet on the ground. He and my mom were the perfect couple. No upsets. No mystery.
Man, I wish I could just get some perspective.
And now with Meredith's college venture? Did I tell you about that? She wants to turn the abandoned winery into a college.
All I want to do is sell wine and see my business with Charlotte thrive. I want to see my girls blossom. I want to further my relationship with Meredith.
Is that asking too much? Am I asking too much?
Perhaps a glass of a Santa Rita pinot noir would do the trick. It's after five o'clock someplace. Maybe I'll get Charlotte to join me. We'll snack on a little cheese, chat, solve the world's problems.
How do you solve your problems?
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Lost and Fondue. If you'd like to order a copy, click this booksellers link on my website. To see a trailer, click HERE. To read an excerpt, click HERE. If you you'd like to find out more about the series or want to download a few recipes from me (on recipe cards, including a recipe for fondue), click HERE. And be sure to catch me on my other blog, Killer Characters, and on Facebook and Twitter @AveryAames. SAY CHEESE!