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#BlogTour #Extract A Perfect Paris Christmas By Mandy Baggot #APerfectParisChristmas

Hello, Book Dragons! Today I would like to welcome you all on my stop of the Blog Tour for A Perfect Paris Christmas By Mandy Baggot and I would like to share an extract from the book, with all of you. Please do show some love to all the wonderful book bloggers on this blog tour by following and sharing their work. 🙂

Publisher:  Aria
ISBN13:  978-1838933456
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release date: 01 10 2020
Price*: Kindle £0.99 (GBP)/  Paperback £7.37 (GBP)
Kindle $0.99 (USD)/ Paperback $14.09 (USD)
Pages: ~ 528
You can get this book here:
Amazon UK
Bookshop.org

Description of the book: United in grief. Pushed apart by tragedy. Keeley Andrews knows more than anyone that you only live once. So when she receives an invitation to spend two weeks in Paris, all expenses paid, she jumps at the chance.

Ethan Bouchard has had the worst eighteen months of his life. He’s ready to give up on everything, including his hotel chain. So when he meets Keeley, it simply isn’t the right time.

As Keeley and Ethan continue to bump into each other on the romantic Parisian streets, they can’t help but wonder whether this is fate telling them to let go of the past and leap into the future…

The extract from the book:

Week after week, Erica was back in for more treatment – sometimes too sick to even sit up in bed let alone play board games – but in between times, Keeley continued their relationship outside the hospital walls, making sure Erica had everything she needed for home and a professional support package at hand if she needed it. But now, only months down the line, here they were. The hospice. Keeley was now volunteering at the place that had cared for her Grandma Joan and it was now going to be the place where her life-loving friend Erica, at just twenty-two was going to spend the last of her days. But, despite that truth, Erica still had that streak of badass. Keeley felt it was the mark of true bravery – not the winning of the battle, but the knowing how hard you fought.

‘Trust me, man. I’m holding out. But if they serve me another meal of liquidised cat food, I might have to give in. At least at the care home you can nick a meal from the person next to you if you don’t like the smell of yours. In a room on your own here it’s a bit like solitary in jail or, you know, self-isolating.’

‘Have you been in solitary in jail?’ Keeley asked with a wry grin. ‘Because if you have you’ve neglected to tell me a thing about it.’

‘I’ve got a TV, man! I watch all the shows about all the things that aren’t this place!’ Erica began to cough, her breaths raspy and mucus-filled. Keeley put a hand on her back and gently rubbed until the coughing subsided and Erica’s frail body eased back onto the pillows.

‘That wasn’t the fucking cancer,’ Erica insisted. ‘That was the fucking caramel.’

Keeley smiled. ‘How are you feeling today? Apart from being short-changed on meals?’
‘Dying, aren’t I?’ Erica shrugged. ‘The church came in today. They all looked at me like they were sizing me up for my coffin.’

‘Erica, I’m sure they didn’t.’

‘They didn’t look at me like I was Erica,’ she answered. ‘They looked at me like I was just a worn-out body waiting to fade out the exit door. They looked at me like the “me” was gone already.’

Keeley reached for her hand, but Erica drew hers away. In some ways she knew exactly how Erica felt. Some days it felt like some of the original Keeley had disappeared along with Bea. Like the broken parts of her that had been supposed to heal, mend or be replaced, hadn’t quite grown new skin, or weren’t working properly.

‘Don’t give me none of that sympathy handholding bollocks, man. You know I hate that. Don’t be as bad as them.’

‘Sorry,’ Keeley replied.

‘You’re the only one that doesn’t treat me like a corpse round here. Even back when we first met, you would come in with your stories about your shitty life and, I still don’t know if you’re making them up for my benefit or not, but they made me laugh and they made me feel… and when you’re stuck in a bed all day every day that’s about the best you can hope for.’

‘Who bought you the chocolates?’

‘Someone called Mary bought them for Miss Phipps, but she died last night so…’

About the author: Mandy Baggot is an internationally bestselling and award-winning romance writer represented by Tanera Simons of The Darley Anderson Literary, TV and Film Agency.

The winner of the Innovation in Romantic Fiction award at the UK’s Festival of Romance, her romantic comedy novel, One Wish in Manhattan, was also shortlisted for the Romantic Novelists’ Association Romantic Comedy Novel of the Year award in 2016. Mandy’s books have so far been translated into German, Italian, Czech and Hungarian.
Mandy loves the Greek island of Corfu, white wine, country music and handbags. Also a singer, she has taken part in ITV1’s Who Dares Sings and The X-Factor.

Mandy is a member of the Society of Authors and lives near Salisbury, Wiltshire, UK with her husband and two daughters.
Website: http://www.mandybaggot.com / Twitter: @mandybaggot / Facebook: @MandyBaggotAuthor

*-the price was taken from Amazon.co.uk and Amazon.com on the current date. The price might change at the time of your purchase. The links used in this post for book purchases are affiliates.

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