Friday, February 27, 2009
Too Hot To Handle
My first book, Romeo, Romeo ended with a wedding but as you might remember, Nick and Rosalie, the happy couple, weren't the ones who planned to be married on that day. So when I wrote the second book in my Domestic Gods Series, naturally, I thought the poor, recently disengaged, Annabelle Ronalid.
In Too Hot To Handle we find out that Annabelle Ronaldi doesn't have luck with men or marriage. Her first fiancé died and the second was almost murdered. Okay, so that’s a bit of an exaggeration, though if Annabelle had attempted to kill him, no jury of her peers would have convicted her. After all, she did catch her fiancé, Johnny the mortician, with the make-up lady’s skirt up doing the nasty next to the dead body of Mrs. Nunzio, God rest her soul. As you can imagine, Annabelle realized Johnny wasn’t much of a loss and probably would have thanked him if she hadn’t so busy putting a curse on a particularly small and soon-to-be useless body part.
Everything worked out for the best, after all. Rosalie, Annabelle’s sister had met her real-life Romeo and wanted a short engagement and was more than happy to order-up new invitations and take over the wedding that Annabelle had spent a year planning.
For Rosalie, this was the perfect situation. She’d never planned to marry and had no interest in menus, listening to wedding bands or choosing bridesmaids dresses. Hell, she didn’t want bridesmaids. Rosalie cared more about her business deal than her wedding so being handed a turnkey wedding day was a God send.
But what about Annabelle? It wasn’t as if Annabelle wasn’t happy for Nick and Rosalie, she was, but she couldn’t help but be a little resentful too. Every aspect of the day was planned according to Annabelle’s Happily Ever After Wedding Day Dream Book she’d bought with her allowance on the very same day she purchased her first Wedding Day Barbie.
Could you imagine how you’d feel if your sister, no matter how much you loved her, found her Prince Charming and even though she never wasted a minute of her life thinking about her own wedding, took every one of the plans you had for yours?
I think you most would understand why it might cause a girl to drink too much champagne at the wedding. After all, it would give her courage necessary to face everyone who knew that she was supposed to have been the one walking down the aisle. Little did Annabelle know there were more consequences to too much champagne than just a nasty hangover. One of those consequences, she found out the next morning, was just Too Hot To Handle. It took her a while for her to discover that’s not necessarily a bad thing.
So, were you like Annabelle? Did you dream of your wedding since you were a little girl? Or, were you more like Rosalie and avoid marriage at all cost until the man of your dreams sweapt you off your feet? All I have to say on the subject is that my husband is a true Domestic God, he knows how to handle a broom.