Where Life Takes You by Claudia Y. Burgoa
Publication date: July 31st 2013
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult
Becca Trent lived her childhood next to a cruel woman—her mom—who lived to torment and neglect her. During her high school years, her mother married; bringing home not only a new husband, but a step sister her same age. The latter took over her Mom’s role—making Becca’s life miserable. Including stealing Ian—Becca’s best friend and boyfriend—Lisa treated her worse than her mother had for the previous fifteen years. A couple of years later, things ended up in tragedy.
Becca buried that part of her life in the deep corners of her psyche, but that only work during the days when the nightmares didn’t come back to haunt her. Her best friend, Dan gives her that family love she always lacked. Everything was close to perfect, until everything and everyone from her past came back. Now, she’s trying to figure out how to survive and keep that bond which seems now to be held together by a thread.
Note: This is the first part of a two book novel.
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“We ran out of chocolate chips.” Dan put a full plate of pancakes on the table. “Do you
think you’ll survive a few days without your fix?”
“I’ve more across the hallway, and you can fetch them later.” if drenched the pancakes with
maple syrup, took a bite, and moaned. “Amazingly good! I’m impressed. You dominate the kitchen
like it’s your boardroom. Who taught you how to cook?”
Dan poured orange juice for us both, as well as a cup of coffee for him, and a glass of milk
for me. He sat next to me, covered his own pancakes cautiously—not Becca style—cut a piece of
pancake, and ate it. “Hmm they are good, but they don’t seem to affect me the way they do you.” he
chuckled.
I awaited his answer curiously.
“My last foster family.” He’d gone through more than one foster homes? “My foster mother
taught her surrogate children to fend for themselves. Our chores included cleaning, cooking, and
washing dishes and clothes. No, she didn’t want cheap labor. She did it to teach us how a normal
house hold functioned, and to care for ourselves.”
“She sounds smart. I’m guessing you helped her—or them— after you became the all
powerful Daniel Brightmore?” if asked, while sneaking my fork onto his plate to steal a piece of
his pan- cake. Mine had disappeared way too fast. He playfully fake- slapped my hand away, and I
pouted at him. “Selfish. That’s why no one likes you.”
“You not only like me, you love me, little one.” he fed me a fork full of pancake and gave
me a satisfied smile. “After my first company became fully successful, I set up a trust fund for the
Swansons. It made sense to help them after everything they did, and didn’t, do for me.” I knitted
my eyebrows in confusion. “They didn’t hit me, or abuse me. Very few children get to spend their
years in the system with people who truly care. Richard Swanson taught me how to hold a hammer,
use power tools, and fix cars.” His voice became more animated as he continued with the story, and
those gray eyes smiled at the fondness of the moments he told. “Thanks to him and those skills, I
held a few jobs during college. And was able to begin my first company. Last year I moved them to
Austin, Texas. They’re getting old, and the weather is nice year-round.”
Claudia lives in Colorado with her family and three dogs. Two beagles who believe they are human, and a bichon who thinks she’s a beagle. While managing life, she works as a CFO at a small IT Company. She’s a dreamer who enjoys music, laughter and a good story.
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