It’s Monday again, which means I’m back with another character interview, this time I’m going to talk to Madison, the heroine from my upcoming novel, To Win His Wayward Wife. Except this time, instead of making her climb into the rickety time traveling carriage and bringing her to the year 2011, I’ve borrowed an old DeLorean I saw these two chaps playing with and went back in time to July 1813, the night of the infamous ball in the last scene of Liberty for Paul to be exact.
Good evening, Madison.
What are you doing here?
I’ve come to see you! Now that you’re engaged and all.
Why him? Of all people on the planet, why him?
I doubt it. I learned my lesson in love a long time ago. You’re going to be hard pressed to find a way to make me fall in love with that vile being.
So you agree you’ll be falling in love?
I’d like to think not. But I know this a romance so technically there has to be a happily-ever-after thrown in there.
Not necessarily. It just has to have an optimistic ending. Perhaps I’ll see the folly of this match and let you each live happily –ever-after in separate residences.
Oh, could you? I would be forever grateful.
We’ll see. But who knows, perhaps one day you’ll come to care for him and not want to be in separate residences.
No, not likely. But you never know. What’s so bad about him, anyway?
You cannot possibly be serious.
I was. But I’ll let the matter drop. Just so you know, I could have picked a far worse man for you. There was at least one other man in attendance tonight who could have made a worse husband.
Please don’t remind me.
All right. I won’t. I need to return to the present before Andrew accidentally pushes the wrong button in that car and goes in my stead.
Perhaps we can chat a bit longer, then.
I see your ploy. You’re trying to distract me so Andrew can change your story for you. Sorry, but that won’t be happening.
It was worth a try. All right, then. Go back to the future and spin your tales. Just remember, like every other writer, your happiness depends on mine, so perhaps you could change your mind—
Don’t count on it. Your fate has been sealed.