What's in a nickname? Growing up, most of us had a name that others called us. Maybe it was a shortened version of our name. My son, Tyler became Ty. But even with shortening, things can get out of hand. Ty soon became TY-Y (tie-why). It didn't make any sense other than it rhymed. Rhyming got me in trouble. Missy became Kissy but quickly deteriorated. (Rhyme it and you'll figure it out.)
Some nicknames come about because of outside features like hair color, Red, Blondie, etc. In High School, some local boys decided my nickname should be Ripples because I didn't have curves. (Think ripples on the ocean, not waves.)
Author Grea Warner has created a character who understands all about nicknames and how they can impact a person's life. Her compelling and emotional story- WHISKEY GIRL features Ella, a spunky sister of the heroine in her HEADS AND TAILS DUET. Ella has long lived in her sister's shadow and wants to be seen as her own person for once in her life. WHISKEY GIRL releases on Jan. 25th in ebook and print. It will quickly become your new favorite. Be sure to preorder your copy today!
I’ve been called many names—mid-kid, wild child, Ella Bella, preacher’s daughter, and probably a lot of others behind my back. Whiskey Girl, though, is top shelf. It’s not necessarily the most accurate. But it’s my favorite because of who crowned me with it.
Entering the bar, all I wanted was a temporary escape. I needed a moment of not comparing my life to my perfect sister’s. And that definitely meant a shot of something strong … something that would leave an impression. Little did I know, it wouldn’t be the alcohol but the stranger sitting beside me.
When fate traumatically threw us together a second time, the initial bond I had with that man strengthened. Maks understood sister issues. He understood being the undervalued family member. He understood loss. He understood me.
What Maks didn’t understand was my ability to protect myself from being hurt. I did it when playing sports, and I had learned to do the same with relationships. That’s why when it came to our goodbye, I needed to be the strongest proof and fly away.
But bottles break. Wings get clipped. And my directionless life suddenly seemed to have a plan of its own.
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