Daisy Sitch has a new MF romance with a strong trans sub arc, Love, Lust & WTF?!! book two: Daisy’s Adventures in Love. And there’s a giveaway.
Daisyâs Adventures in Love picks up where Love, Lust & WTF left off. Daisyâs finally found her match. Or has she? Is Brad really the one? And is Daisy ready for the surprising new challenges that a larger family might bring her?
Experience Daisyâs adventures, diving into love, family and fun. Daisyâs heart is on fire, for her girls, for Brad and for his kids. But as Daisyâs family potentially grows bigger, new unsettlingâeven terrifyingâchallenges arise. Daisy and Brad find themselves on a tightrope- one in which falling may mean the loss of one of their children. When you love more, you have more to lose.
To triumph, Daisy must dive deeper into not only love, but diversity, gender issues, transphobia, sexuality struggles, acceptance and the true meaning of motherhood. Luckily Daisy and Brad are not alone. Supported by a diverse cast of friends, including Kyle a psychologist who specializes in LGBTQ+ youth and family counselling, they chart a new-bigger and less predictable- life together.
Opportunities for growth abound. Kids growing and changing like crazy, love is anything but smooth and simple. Daisyâs gal pal chats bring her back to the crazy world of dating, a time she wants to avoid like the plague.
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Excerpt
Brad
My fishing trip was great. Much-needed time away, just me and my buddies at the lake. On my way home, I picked up Kari and Kris from their momâs. I was exhausted from the trip but could tell immediately that something was up with Kari. And it was big. She had a look about her. Tight. Scared. Held in.
When she asked if we could chat one-on-one tonight, I said, âSure thing, sweetie, happy to chat with you about anything.â
But I wondered what it was Iâd been missing. And for how long.
For some reason, my mind went to a video Iâd watched of some daredevil hippie-type dude on a tightropeâno, a slacklineâstrung between two towering rock pillars.
Well, thatâs a weird image. Why would that come to mind?
After supper, Kris asked to watch a movie. I got him all set up in the bonus room so Kari and I could chat in relative privacy. âDad, Iâm nervous talking to you about this, but I need to do it NOW. Iâve waited long enough. Iâm just going to blurt it out. You can ask questions after.â
I nodded. I hadnât always been good at, well, just listening. But funny how important it can be. Something told me it was one of those times to close my mouth and open my ears. My baby girl had something important to share with me.
Just listen.
Kari took a deep breath and exhaled, âHere goes nothing. Iâm a pansexual transboy.â Silence. I waited.
Shocked, but desperately trying not to show it.
Kari blew out another huge breath and added, âThere I said it.â
A what?
I sat very still. Attempting to process what Iâd just heard. A feather could have knocked me over. Nothing could have prepared me for this. My brain was trying to process but I didnât even know where to start. I limited knowledge about either word Kari had muttered.
Kari continued, âI know this is coming at you fast. Iâve researched and soul-searched and internalized this over the past few years. Iâve never felt right as a girl. It always felt wrong. I felt awkward. It just took me a while to figure out what felt right. And before you ask, no, this isnât a phase. The reality is: I am a transboy.â
I nodded, playing for time.
The video came back to me then, an overpowering image and feeling. The slackline, only it was me that was on the tightrope. I was balancing precariously over a steep faced gorge, with nothing but air and sharp rocks below.
I had so many questions. I felt so much love for my oldest child right now, lots of confusion, and I just wanted to hold on to my not-so-little girl.
I struggled for balance.
Iâd heard the terms before, I guess, but I didnât really know what they meant.
But I could feel the breeze. The air flowing over me, high on that slackline. I couldnât panic there. I couldnât lose my cool or pretend what was happening to my daughter was an affront to me. An affront at all. It wasnât about meâit was about her, and if I reacted wrong and lost my balance, maybe it wouldnât be me that fellâit would be her dropping so far, end over end, flailing onto the sharp and unsympathetic rocks so far below.
What do I do?
But some instinctive part of me knew what to do. I folded her into my arms, next to my heart, where she belonged. Always. I felt her try to pull away, but I wasnât ready to let her go, and I pulled her in closer for another minute before releasing her.
âDad, you havenât said anything. What are you feeling?â Kari whispered.
Holding her, I felt my balance coming back. I was scared, still. Scared for her. But I knew something at that moment.
âWe arenât on a tightrope,â I said.
âWhat?â she asked.
Oops, that was my outside voice. That mustâve sounded extremely weird to her.
âSorry sweetie, Iâm a bit shell shocked. But weâre going to be fine.â
I didnât know that. Some part of me knew that peril surrounded usâsurrounded her, who
I wouldâve gladly fallen off any cliff to save, but I also knew that it wouldnât be an act of physical bravery on my part that would help. It would be something else.
Summoning that something else, I said, âI want to be respectful in my response. Itâs a lot to take in all at once. But I want you to know that I love you and Iâm here to support you through anything and everything, always.â I exhaled, clearly understanding that things had changed in a big way. Not knowing quite what to do. I stared at my girl sitting on the couch. I heard the birds chirping outside. Nothing had changed for them. âHow do I support you, Kari? What do you need from me?â
Kari released the air sheâd been holding in, and a small smile touched the corners of her lips. âOk, there are a few things I need from you right now: I would like you to start calling me Carson, not Kari. Also, use the pronouns âhimâ and âheâ. I know this will take some getting used to, but Iâd appreciate it if youâd start trying immediately. Iâve closed the door on Kari; sheâs gone.â
Gone? What do you mean gone? Youâre sitting right here. Youâre Kari, but youâre not.
My brain was scrambling, trying to find some semblance of logic and organization. I was grasping at straws and failing miserably.
I felt the air again. The high cliffs and the endless fall below. I was back on the slackline. I knew I shouldnât say anything until the swirling stopped.
Iâm not on a tightrope. Weâre not on a tightrope.
If Kari was gone, I now had Carson.
Author Bio
Nikki Sitch is a mom, volunteer coach, landman, athlete, and more recently, she discovererd her passion as a writer. A Land Negotiator in the Energy Industry by day, Nikki fills her off hours, when not writing, with things she loves to do: spend time with family and friends, swim, bike, rollerblade, read, travel, golf, and walk.
Nikki wrote Daisyâs Adventures in Love, her second book, while living in Calgary, Alberta, Canada with her two boys and one dog.
Daisyâs Adventures in Love is Nikkiâs second book and is a continuation from Love, Lust and WTF â Daisyâs Dating Adventures. Stay tuned for book three, picking up Daisyâs adventures where Daisyâs Adventures in Love leaves off.
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