Terry in her guest post uses her experiences traveling to relate how plans don't always turn out as expected which alludes to events in the new novel. Please take the opportunity to leave a comment for Terry or tell us about one of your own travel horror stories.
When the She-Wolf Comes out to Play,
the SEAL-Wolf Gets in Her Way
the SEAL-Wolf Gets in Her Way
by Terry Spear
Has that ever happened to you? I mean, you have your whole couple of weeks scheduled and someone or something puts a monkey wrench in your whole plan?
Not just a little monkey wrench, but a big hulking SEAL-wolf-who’s-not-going-to-allow-you-to-do-it kind of monkey wrench?
Now, I was not in any kind of crucial position that would require one brand new second lieutenant to stay at that job for the few days of leave I’d had scheduled. So I was upset.
If I’d had a SEAL-wolf thwart my plans to look for an alpha mate, I’m thinking I would have been a WHOLE lot less upset, and a WHOLE lot more agreeable. Yeah, no doubt about it.
Of course there have been some really near misses that could have ruined our plans—like the time my mother and I flew from Texas to NYC, intending on catching the international flight to Greece and were told we had no reservations! Our travel agent had found she had booked us twice for the same flight, so cancelled them. Both. And the airline that had sent us there, hadn’t bothered to tell us our connecting flight reservation had been canceled.
We had gone through a travel agent, why?
I LOVED the Greek islands! Gorgeous! But after we returned to the airport to go home, we had the same problem. Standby. “Can you take another flight tomorrow?”
NO! I had to pick up my kids!!!
Okay, so we made it home and we actually got to sit by each other, but we were some of the lucky ones. Several missed the flight who were also on standby.
Then there was the time Mom and I decided to go to Las Vegas because of all the free cool shows, saw Riverdance and the white tiger show, and the hotels were so spectacular to see. We arrive at the airport in Austin and are told—my reservation is showing my maiden name, not my married name. This was after 9-11, so everyone had to have matching ID. But it’s my name, and I haven’t used it in 100 years, so no ID with me to prove it. But it’s me!
My mother said, “I’m her mother. I’ll vouch for her.”
I’m sure no one else would have ever let us through later, but this time they did. This was another travel agency that handled it, btw.
This time we had more trouble. And I was ready to line up a whole bunch of travel agents on the firing line. My mother would have volunteered to be on the firing squad.
After calling the travel agency, who had to fax the airline the updated information, and with the plane boarding, we rushed to board and made it. Barely.
The next time we took a trip, we made our own reservations!
It doesn’t end there though. I know what you’re thinking. You’re not raising your hand to accompany me on a trip. But you know, without all the hassle and frantic moments of terror, we probably wouldn’t have remembered the trip at all. So there’s something to be said about that!
So a friend said she was going to Scotland with another friend and I said I wanted to go too. I meant it, though, you know how it is. I didn’t MEAN it. Just that I’d LOVE to go…and didn’t expect her to say, “Come on then!” And me to say, “All right, then!”
I’m normally not that impulsive. Good thing my dad isn’t around or he’d say I was, but really, I’m not THAT impulsive.
So with ticket and passport in hand, and yes, this time I had the right name on ALL my documentation, and I did NOT go through a travel agency, and I went through TWO airports, Waco and Houston, before arriving in NYC and them telling me as I’m about ready to board, “Ma’am, I’m so sorry to say, but…”
My friends are in England already, I’m in NYC supposed to be in Scotland the next morning, to meet up with them that night and….
My cell phone is dying, I’m trying to get hold of my son to ask if I can just come and see him a week early, skip my trip to Scotland, tears in my eyes, attempting to get hold of my friends in England and…the NYC airport personnel weren’t about to let me down! Not when Houston had screwed up so badly! Not to mention Waco did too.
I had the biggest adventure of them all. The NYC airport personnel were wonderful. They gave me a night in a hotel, vouchers for a meal for that night and the next morning and afternoon until I could take the next eve flight out, told me how to get hold of a passport in Philadelphia, (which I’m like, OMG, go to another big city in another state???...I didn’t know how far away it was, but they said I wouldn’t be able to get one in NYC that fast) but I had to take a train (which I’ve never done before and loved it!), then a taxi, find a place to get a new passport photo that was close to where the passport building was, get to the historic building to get the new passport, waited for hours, rushed to get back on the train (which I have to say, I had a terrible time getting a taxi, I had to take my two bags and laptop with me everywhere, no place to leave them during all this nightmare, and the taxi driver was having trouble with his meter and while he was playing around with it, was only inches away from ramming into the back of another vehicle), rushed to get back to the airport, and I have never been so nervous about missing some part of the process after all that I had to go through.
Okay, so now my passport is updated and I’ve GOT to go somewhere again soon. Anywhere. Anyone want to come with me?
How about you? Ever have the best laid plans and something or someone got in the way?
Oh, and btw, I met up with my friends in Scotland, managed to stay awake for maybe a half hour, and conked out for the first couple of hours on our drive. All’s well that ends well, that sort of thing. And I’ll never forget my trip to Scotland! We visited 7 castles and my only regret? I had to leave all those Highlanders in kilts behind!
Thanks so much to Doug for having me back! And good luck to everyone who comments!
Her instincts tell her he's dangerous...While her overprotective brother's away, Meara Greymere's planning to play—and it wouldn't hurt to find herself a mate in the process. The last thing she needs is one of his SEAL buddies spoiling her fun, even if the guy is the hottest one she's ever seen...His powers of persuasion are impossible to resist...Finn Emerson is a battle-hardened Navy SEAL and alpha wolf. He's a little overqualified for baby-sitting, but feisty Meara is attracting trouble like a magnet...As the only responsible alpha male in the vicinity, Finn is going to have to protect this intriguing woman from a horde of questionable men, and definitely from himself...
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Product Details:ISBN-13: 9781402258909Publisher: Sourcebooks, IncorporatedPublication Date: 3/6/2012Format: Mass Market PaperbackSeries: Werewolf #9Pages: 352
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Terry Spear has written a dozen paranormal romance novels and two medieval Highland historical romances. An award-winning author, Terry’s Heart of the Wolf was named a Publishers Weekly’s Best Book of the Year in 2008. A retired lieutenant colonel in the U.S. Army Reserves, Terry Spear is a librarian by day and spends every spare moment writing paranormal romance as well as historical and true life stories for both teen and adult audiences. Spear lives in Crawford, Texas, where she is working on new paranormal romances!
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