When the 'Gator Brings Love

By Raquel Anne

Bee Segers wasn't afraid of finding romance, but she never expected an aligator to the face would be the one event in her life that would lead her to the person she just might fall for.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Raquel Anne
• Release date: Jun 16, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215162590

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Chapter One

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He picked up the lemons that Fate had sent him and started a lemonade-stand. The original life and lemons quote from Elbert Hubbard. I had attempted to live by those words, always finding the positive in every negative situation. I had been a perpetually optimistic person, almost annoyingly so. But when I woke up to find myself in a hospital bed all because of a deadly alligator torpedo, I found it really difficult to find a way to make lemonade.

That’s right. An alligator torpedo! Over three feet of razor sharp teeth flying through the drive-thru window at my work. Why would this happen? How even? I’ll tell you one thing. Do not, under any circumstances, date a psycho who just so happens to be obsessed with wild animal documentaries and learned how to properly handle dangerous animals simply to play pranks on his so-called friends.

I laid in that hospital bed, staring at the small, mounted flatscreen television, wondering if actually turning it on would distract me. I ended up choosing not to bother. I could only see out of one of my eyes since being hit teeth-first in the face had apparently caused enough damage that they had to bandage me up pretty good.

I was honestly devastated. I really thought that if I made the lemons to lemonade saying my life philosophy, I would never truly experience disappointment or overwhelming frustration. Sitting there, though, too afraid to check my reflection and assess the damage for myself, I sank into a deep, dark pit of despair. I had never mistreated Karma. Why would she do this to me?

I slumped down further into the bed, wishing I could just disappear into it. I didn’t want to be there. I didn’t really even understand why I had to stay. My face was injured and my pride had taken a severe beating, but no part of this situation required an overnight camp out where it smelled like saline and bleach.

Down the hall, I could hear my mother’s voice echoing loudly off the walls as she chattered. I closed my eyes, hoping that it would look like I’d fallen asleep. My mother burst into the room still chattering away frantically, her words coming so fast I couldn’t decipher what she was going on about. It wouldn’t have mattered if I had honestly fallen asleep. With evident displeasure, I opened my eyes and sat back up glaring at the back of my mother’s head. I had barely even noticed the other body in the room.

"Ms. Segers, I appreciate your concern regarding my daily vegetable intake,