Title: Somewhere With You
Author: Britney King
Book Blitz: May 27-29
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This is the tale of first and last loves. And those that come in
between…
Jack Harrison is a relentless overachiever who leaves little in the way of
compromise. A businessman to the core—he’s hell-bent on being at the top of the food chain. After all,
no one can trip you up if you’re on top, as he likes to say. The problem for Jack is there’s only one thing
that continually trips him up—and that’s her.
Amelie Rose, with a name like poetry and a heart of gold, as her father
always said, is a free-spirited photographer who has managed to land a job at one of the top travel
magazines in the world. This is both a blessing and a curse since Amelie never stays in one place for long
and has refused to commit to anything—ever.
It might seem to the casual observer that these two have almost nothing
in common. But fate would disagree. The story chronicles Jack and Amelie’s lives from childhood into
adulthood, beginning when they meet as then eight- and ten-year-olds at summer camp specifically
designed for children who’ve lost too much.
As fate steps in, and that first summer seals the deal, they come to
depend on each other in ways neither of them expected, with each summer bringing them closer than
the last. As they come to terms with life and loss, with hanging on and letting go, they’ll teach each
other that some bonds are meant to last. Together, they will travel the world, meeting in various places
where they’ll come together, and fall apart, all the while struggling to discern if the other could possibly
be the one.
This unlikely love story takes us on an adventure where two people come
of age, fall in and out of love, and question the role timing plays in it all.
Their story is proof that neither time nor distance—perhaps not even
death—can destroy what love creates.
So it seems the only question left to ask is whether love is enough?
My Dearest Jack,
If you’re reading this, then you’ve probably just had your heartbroken for
the first time. Or at least it feels that way, anyway. But I want you to remember, son, that this isn’t the
first time (nor will it likely be the last) that you’ve felt this way. You’ve been through so much already,
and if you’re reading my letter, then obviously, you’ve survived thus far. And while it may not feel like it
just now, you’ll survive this, too.
There are so many things I want to tell you about love, Jack. Oh, how I
wish I were there to tell you this in person, to hug you, and hold your hand. Though,I’m guessing at this
age, you might not like hand holding so much anymore. I try to picture you, what you look like now,
where you are as you’re reading this, and it brings me so much joy to think of you all grown up. I looked
in on you tonight as I’ve done every night since the day you were born, and as I watched you sleep, I
pictured the man you’ll become. It’s hard not to feel a little bit bitter knowing I won’t be there to see it
all. Oddly enough, though, it is with that sentiment that I want to tell you about love. If you are reading
this and your heart is broken, you are lucky, Jack. I want you to pause a moment and let that really sink
in. You are so damned lucky. Feeling this way, it means that you are living and more importantly—that
you are loving. You cannot know how lucky you are to love until you’ve felt the immense pain of having
to let that love go. It is a part of life. And as I am learning, it is also a part of death. Do not waste it. Do
not play small. Lick your wounds, but then get back out there. Love harder next time. Most people don’t
do that, you see. They get hurt once, and they hide behind it. They use it to excuse themselves into
living guarded lives, never quite feeling the passion, the love that they are capable of. But not you, son.
Don’t make that mistake. And I hope that if you consider taking that route, you’ll think of me and you’ll
feel my love and know that even though I may have lost my battle, that I didn’t go down without a
fight.
Neither will you, my love.
Neither will you.
I love you always,
Mom
P.S. Tips for healing a broken heart: time, above all else (don’t worry, you
won’t feel this way forever), ice cream, and meaningful work. Now is the time to start a new project,
Jack. Try something new, throw yourself into it, and let yourself get lost in it. You’ll come out all right in
the end. You always have.
For those of you who prefer it straight up, no chaser: Mama to five.
Writer. Juggler extraordinaire. That just about covers it...
The extended version and in third person no less ;): Britney is married to a man she adores (when he
isn't driving her crazy) and is the mother of FIVE pretty amazing kids, who (surprise!) also have a habit of
driving her crazy. Her best guess is that it's genetic. She is the author of two novels, Bedrock and
Breaking Bedrock, with plans to release a third and fourth in 2014. In addition, she founded a local
network for women in 2012, which has grown to over 1200 members. Currently, she occupies a job she
enjoys--serving and running Austin Women's Network. To further prove that she may in fact be
certifiably insane, she decided to pursue her dreams and published her debut novel in May of 2013.
Then and only then, could she consider her training to be an expert (life) juggler complete.
