What if you could travel back in time? Last night I stumbled upon this subject after wondering who my longest relationship was. In case you’re wondering, it was a guy named C.J. and we were in the third grade. Our relationship lasted the extent of the school year and died on the first day of fourth grade. Ah, good times… So anyway, the reason I was wondering this was because I’d been thinking about some of my exes and how I wished I could have not dated them and gone straight to the boyfriend I’m dating, now. Of course, that would require a time machine and some explanations.
Regardless, I did what I usually do when a new thought crosses my mind and I explored for more details. I thought: What if I went back in time to that moment in third grade where C.J. and I were writing in his little notepad about how much we liked each other and instead of doing that, I’d just break up with him. He wouldn’t understand why I’d do such a thing unless his mind went back in time, too. What if we both went back in time and we mutually understood that this wasn’t going to work out and we would, then, go on our respective ways? Then, I wouldn’t have to deal with all the heart break a teen turned young adult deals with. I could just skip to the good part (as He is We’s song goes).
And then I thought: This would make a good book. And it would be even better if it had a bit of Love Rosie inspiration to it where, in the end, the two who had dated in the past realized their love for each other knows no limit by dimension and they live happily ever after… But in which dimension? How many times can they reverse time? Do they tell others or keep it a secret? Find out in Tiffany Mann’s best seller… I’m just pulling your leg. And mine.