When I heard that Astraea was looking for true love stories, I jumped at the chance. Traveling back to the 1970’s was a ball! Or should I say “groovy!” The more I wrote, the more I remembered. It was like being courted all over again. What fun.
Until I really got to thinking about it:
The angst of having to dump one guy for another, dealing with a jealous stand-by, recovering from a crushed heart — whoa, I think I’m glad to be in the present!
Yet, it was fun writing about it.
Here’s the blurb for Someday You’ll Laugh:
Stunned when her boyfriend announces they should be free to see others when he leaves for college, Brenda pastes a smile on her face and walks away. Far away. Only to find herself irresistibly drawn into the arms of another guy.
Brenda’s previous boyfriend finds out, claims he made a huge mistake, and wants her back. She will receive a marriage proposal, but from which one?
Later, on her wedding day, Brenda awakens knowing something is wrong. Will she make it through the ceremony?
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Greg stood when he saw me coming and his look flipped from excitement to worried concern.
“What happened in there? You made the cut, right?” He took hold of my arm.
“I doubt it. I was awful, really awful. Worst audition ever. I was so nervous my knees almost shook loose from my legs.”
He laughed, but sobered when he saw my face. “You couldn’t have been that bad. People always think they did worse than they did. You have a great voice.”
“I was horrible. I’m not kidding, I blew it.” The strangest thing was taking place in my body. A strand of relief began to grow and spread over me — an odd happiness over my failure.
Greg pulled me down onto a fake leather couch. “I know you. You couldn’t have been bad. When are they going to call with the news?”
“I don’t know. It doesn’t matter anyway because I know I didn’t make it.”
I’d never been so certain of anything in my life.
Greg ran his hand over my shoulder and down my arm. “If you don’t make it, we’ll think of another way to get you here to California.”
I looked into his earnest eyes and saw his longing, but there was no echoing desire in my own heart. None.
“I don’t think so, Greg. I’m staying in Washington.”
He backed away and stared. “Why? What do you mean?”
“I’m staying in Washington.”
He rubbed his hand over his forehead. “These past couple of weeks have been too hard. Being apart is too hard. Don’t get me wrong, I love it here, but without you, it’s, well, it’s dead.”
I looked down at my clasped hands. He put his fingers under my chin and lifted my face to his. He leaned forward and kissed me. “I’ve missed you. More than I ever thought I would.” His voice was gentle and the tenderness flowing from him engulfed me and made it difficult to breathe.
I knew he was waiting for me to respond, but whirling confusion had grabbed my words, and I didn’t know what to say. As the silence grew, Greg’s brow creased and the muscles around his mouth tensed.
My eyes were wide and I knew tears hovered on my lashes. “Yes?”
“What’s going on?”
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About the Author, Brenda Maxfield:
My passion is writing! What could be more delicious than inventing new characters and seeing where they take you?
I’m a teacher so I spend most of my waking hours with young people. I love chatting with them and hearing their views on love and life. My students are magical, and I am honored to be part of their lives.
I’ve lived in Honduras, Grand Cayman, and Costa Rica. Presently, I live in Indiana with my husband, Paul. We have two grown children and a precious grandbaby, special delivery from Africa.
When not teaching, I love to hole up in our lake cabin and write — often with a batch of popcorn nearby. (Oh, and did I mention dark chocolate?)
I enjoy getting to know my readers, so feel free to write me at: firstname.lastname@example.org . Visit me to learn about all my books and some good, clean teen reads: www.brendamaxfield.com Happy Reading!