This week in romance

I saw him with another woman! There I was, standing on the front porch, holding his varsity sweater, and he was cuddling some grinning girl who carried a tennis racquet everywhere she went!!

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I dropped his sweater and ran away, but they chased me. Ronnie said he wanted to apologize, that he hadn’t meant to fall in love with the captain of the women’s tennis team but gosh, she had such a great serve.

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I dyed my hair blonde and accepted his apology because I was damned tired of doing his laundry. I graduated from college and went to graduate school. On my way to my dissertation defense, guess who I saw?

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Ronnie and Terry had just gotten married. I wept tears of joy because I realized I loved microeconomic algorithms so much more than ironing Ronnie’s socks. I felt sorry for Terry, who’d traded her tennis racquet for an unfortunate last name. Yep, she’s now Mrs. Terry Cloth.

I got a fabulous job writing algorithms, saved the world three times, and then dyed my hair red again. While I was presenting the keynote address at a conference, I met a man who hated tennis and enjoyed doing his own laundry.

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I was insanely happy before I met him and now I’m insanely happy every time he takes me for romantic walks in the rain without an umbrella…but I have a feeling that’s not how romances were written in the 1950’s!

I found these romance comics during my first trip to an antiques store, and I might have to return for more!