An all-new Romantic Comedy, featuring two secret lovers who prepare to risk it all for love, is out this week from author Claudia Burgoa, and I have a little sneak peek for you.
Joy: Are we allowed to see other people?
Lang: Yes, but not to date-text other people. We are texting—steadily.
Joy: I’ve never gone steady via text. This is… I mean, we just met, and how do I know we are the right fit?
Lang: Well, you can always wait for something better. Maybe it is right around the corner. Just know, if the occasion arises … I’ll make sure it fits.
Joy: No dirty texts. I’m watching you.
Lang: You walked right into it, Baby.
Joy: Ugh… Maybe we are not right for each other. But what if I spend my whole life waiting?
Lang: I hope you don’t change your mind. We could be great together. I could promise that no one will text you the way I do.
Joy: Fine. I’d rather give this a shot than live the rest of my life textless.
Lang: I like you, Joy. You are refreshing.
Joy: It’s a gift—and I like you too.
Lang: How was your week?
Joy: It was long. There’s a lot of stuff going on in my mind, and when that happens, I spend a long time working.
Lang: What do you like to do when you aren’t busy?
Joy: Hmm, let see. I like to read. Sometimes, I read a classic book in several different languages—that takes me about a year. It’s interesting to see how some translations are almost perfect, while others are not as close to the original version.
Joy: How about you? What do you like to do on your free days?
Lang: Wow, I got myself a smart texter. Maybe we’ll be in a relationship where we can talk a very dirty version of Jane Austen’s classics.
Joy: :wink: :flustered face:
Joy: Don’t ignore my question, what do you do with your free time?
Lang: I’m always busy. Like you, sometimes I get engrossed with work, and I spend hours if not days testing, changing… I have a confession. I’m a workaholic. But that’s enough about work. Where are you?
Joy: I’m at the Botanical Garden.
Lang: Which one?
Joy: Downtown. It was between that or the zoo. What about you?
Lang: I’m at Garden of the Gods. Just finished climbing.
Joy: I never thought about going there to climb. We usually hike there and then go to Manitou Springs shopping. I should tell my brother. He’s the only one who would go with me.
Lang: What are your favorite things?
Joy: Precipitation. I know it’s so random, but I love to watch the rain and the snow fall. The scent of flowers. Except the Titan Flower.
Lang: Which one is that?
Joy: It’s the one that smells like a rotting corpse. My parents took us to see one in bloom. They only last about 24 hours open. 48, if you are lucky.
Lang: Why would you want to see and smell a flower that reeks and doesn’t last for too long?
Joy: It’s an experience. I guess that’s another one of my favorite things: to experience the world. What about you?
Lang: Favorite things … figuring out how things work. I used to take apart electronics to see what each component looked like and what it did. Then, I’d put it back together. Sometimes, I would combine appliances. My father didn’t love it.
Joy: You recreated Frankenstein’s monster out of kitchen appliances?
Lang: It was entertaining, but never worked out.
Lang: And I wasn’t going for Frankenstein. More like a waffle-blender machine, or a toaster-mixer gadget. I built my first computer at thirteen.
Joy: Most children would be proud of joyriding at that age—after borrowing their parent’s car without permission. Apparently, you weren’t most children.
Lang: That’s what my father used to say. It drove him insane. That doesn’t mean I didn’t steal his bike, or his car, or the boat. We were a lot younger than thirteen. I hung out with my brother—a lot. He followed the school of Evel Knievel.