New Book......... Amaretto with Coffee
An hour later . . . . or maybe three hours later . . . . I was introduced to;
Daniel Michael Bradford . . .The future heir to my throne!
Amaretto with Coffee, by A. D. Banyan
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Amaretto with Coffee, is a very active, multi-cultural story, about a writer that saves a Costa Rican woman from a ships captain. A
privateer working in human trafficking. They fall in love and return to Costa Rica . They steal the money from the ships captain and build a fashion empire in the United States. The book takes several dramatic changes of direction and even loses a main character prior the ship captain being extinguished. A new romance is formed and Jonah’s broken family is strangely united.
This is a book of family, and happy endings, that was paid for with endurance and sacrifice. There are several distinctive characters in Amaretto that you will never forget. ADBanyan
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Excerpt from Amaretto with Coffee
Pg. 54.
“Let’s hear it! What’s your plan?” She ordered.
“If you started a shop in America . . you could sell your inventory for a lot more money. The exchange rate alone will make a big difference in itself. Let him produce your own clothing line, and you could even design it yourself.”
“Oh yeah, you got it all worked out . . . don’t you?” Her temper was increasing. She opened the door and stepped out into the stopped traffic. She put her hands on the roof and leaned over looking into the car at me. Her hemline crept up as she bent over and the men in the car behind us were not complaining.
“YOU! You think you can get Lisa all set up and self-supporting, and then you don’t have to feel guilty as you blow her off and run back to America!” Her anger was reaching its peak.
“LISA! It’s not like that!” I injected.
“Oh yeah! Send her home to take care of momma! Dump her back in her own country and you’re done with her. You had a few good months fuc*!ng the Costa Rican girl and got you a new sailboat! . . .
Oh Yeah . . . time to move on now!”
Lisa had always felt . . .
third world . . . . and I always had to be careful about things I said. She felt that I talked to her in a condescending manner when I was angry. She had no idea how much I envied and respected her. I jumped out of the car and walked behind it smiling at the guys in the next car as I shook my head. I spun Lisa around and pushed her against the car. I put my face about 12" from hers.
“STOP! If you would just shut up and listen to me, you would see that there is a bigger picture involved here! I have no intention of leaving you here in Costa Rica. I want to help you get your business started and then we can sail all over the world getting new ideas for fashion as we go. You can email your designs back to Costa Rica and we just keep on going. We can travel, I can write my next book, and we can live happily ever after! GET IT?”
“Ever after?” as she calmed down.
Her facial expressions changed from anger to affection. “If you’d just controlled your temper I would have told you all of this!” I said.
“Ever after?” She repeated
HONK! HONK! HONK! HONK! Saved by the horns!
She started laughing as she noticed that the traffic was moving again. She kissed me very fast and jumped back into the car. I ran around the back and the guys in the car behind us clapped for me. I jumped into the car, as my door slammed and the tires squealed.
Pg. 110
The contractions were increasing before I got the paperwork filled out, and they took me right to her and asked if I was the coach. We had practiced that, so I said,
“Yes!” and started doing my thing.
This was my first . . . delivery. I didn’t let it show . . . . but I was nervous. I had several,
three-second, flashbacks of things that I had told my friends over the years.
“Oh hell no! I don’t want kids. I love my life style”
“Married . . . .
Oh hell no! Do you expect me to keep sleeping with the
SAME woman?
I would go insane! Do I look like a
mini-van Daddy to you? Ha . . . Ha!”
“KIDS!
Oh hell no! I’d have to sell my sailboat! You KNOW, that’s not going to happen.”
An hour later . . . . or maybe three hours later . . . . I was introduced to;
Daniel Michael Bradford . . .The future heir to my throne!
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