The Right Wrong Number

By L.P. Maxa

ONE GUY CAN CHANGE EVERYTHING

Life can be cruel and sad at the same time it can be weird and wonderful. Jilly's loss affected everyone close to her. They all felt like they'd never be happy again and that life wouldn't ever be the same.

They were wrong, and they were right.

Through the inadvertent interference of famous BMXer, they learned to embrace life and its possibilities: to live and love. Which meant their lives weren't the same, but somehow turned out the way they were supposed to: with their focus on a bright tomorrow.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
• Release date: Feb 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9781957295312

L.P. Maxa

L.P. lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, daughter, three rescue dogs, and one adopted cat. The first group of chickens met with a sad and unexpected death. They have been replaced. The dwarf goats are a story for another day. And now there are ducks. Writer, business owner and office manager, L.P. says she loves to read as much as she loves to write. Reading a good book is her reward after writing one. In her spare time—ha!—she fosters puppies for a rescue organization based in Austin. Connect with L.P. – lpmaxa.wordpress.com facebook.com/pages/LP-Maxa/1442560722667127 twitter.com/lpmaxa instagram.com/lpmaxa

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THE RIGHT WRONG NUMBER

A Text to Love Story

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THE RIGHT WRONG NUMBER

A Text To Love Story

Copyright © 2023 L.P. Maxa

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ISBN: 978-1-957295-31-2

To everyone grieving, no one is ever truly lost. Energy doesn't work that way.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

As always, thank you to my amazing little family. You guys are the light of my life and I count my lucky stars every night.

To my sisters, my brother, thank you. How could any of us have made it through the last year without each other? So much of dad, of our conversations, of our healing went into this story.

I write love stories, sure. But this one is so much more. It's about grief and loss, healing and learning to laugh again.

To my dad, thank you for being someone worth missing. Thank you for loving us so hard that I had to create a whole universe out of my words so more people could know how special you were.

AUTHOR’S NOTE

I love dialogue. I love conversations and texts and letters. I love all the ways in which people communicate with each other. It's my favorite part of creating, of writing.

This text to love story is a passion project. It's an indulgence. It's everything I love and nothing I don't. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed every single second of writing it.

Contents

Also by L.P. Maxa

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Acknowledgments

Author’s Note

The Right Wrong Number

Playlist

About the Author

About Boroughs

THE RIGHT WRONG NUMBER

"and here you are living despite it all."

—Rupi Kaur

Killian + Jilly

Unknown Number: I miss you a lot. The world just feels colder without you.

Killian: Aw, thanks! I miss you too.

Unknown Number: Whoa. Dicer?

Killian: Sorry, no dice. Hahahhahaha. Get it? I just got this cell phone number today. Mine wouldn’t switch over this go round. Someone break your heart?

Unknown Number: Did someone break my heart? How about someone shattered it. My best friend, my partner in crime, my sworn protector. My favorite person on this fucking planet is gone. My brother died, asshole.

Killian: Oh. Shit. My bad. Wow. I am so sorry. Fuck me. I truly apologize. That was such an insensitive assumption. Damn, I’m the worst human on the planet.

Unknown Number: I doubt that’s true. The earth is pretty damn big. You didn’t know.

Killian: For what it’s worth, I’m sorry I have his number now. I can’t imagine how wrong that feels.

Unknown Number: I knew my C U N T of a stepmom would stop paying the bill eventually. It was bound to happen sooner or later.

Killian: Did you just spell out cunt?

Unknown Number: Yeah. I hate that word. But there really isn’t another one that accurately describes my father’s second ex-wife. My dad has terrible taste in women. Just so you know, I’m not the only person who still texts him. Dicer. You’ll get more messages.

Killian: Thanks for the heads-up.

Unknown Number: Wanna fuck with them?

Killian: I’m still feeling like a complete asshole for saying the wrong thing to you. It seems cruel, doesn’t it??

Unknown Number: It’s incredibly cruel. But Dicer would have gotten a kick out of it, so…maybe just a little? When justified. If they get pissed at you, tell them Jillian put you up to it. I’m Jillian, by the way.

Killian: I’m Killian. Nice to meet you. Jillian and Killian. Ain’t we a pair?

Jillian: My friends call me Jilly.

Killian: My friends call me Killer.

Jilly: Do they tho?

Killer: Hahahaha, sometimes. Was Dicer your brother’s name or a nickname?

Jilly: His name was Justin. He always carried around a pair of dice in his pocket—he had ADHD, and it was his fidgeting outlet. His buddies started calling him that in elementary school, and it stuck.

Killer: Well, I know I’m not him. But if you ever need anything, I’m only a text away.

Jilly: Thanks, Killer. Nope. Can’t do it. Sorry, KillIAN. Although I did add you in my phone as Killer. So there’s that. Anyway, this could have been a real arrow through the heart, but you made it more interesting than depressing. You seem like a nice guy. If anyone deserves his number, I’m glad it’s you.

Killer: I’ll try to do it justice. Was he a player, your big bro? Should I be expecting late-night booty calls?

Jilly: How did you know he was older?

Killer: Idk. Just a vibe, I guess.

Jilly: My brother didn’t share his sexual habits with his baby sister, as you can imagine. But he’s been gone for about three months now, and he had a serious girlfriend before that.

Killer: Got it. Again, I’m sorry for your loss. Have a good night, Jilly.

Jilly: Thanks, Killian, you too.

Killian + Bentley

Unknown Number: Fuuuuuuck, Dicer, you’re gonna hate me for saying this. But. I saw your baby sister at Cap’s party, and she looked fucking fantastic. She’s nineteen now. I was at the birthday dinner her dad threw her a few weeks ago. Your mom didn’t show, and neither did hers. Cunts. The both of them. How would you feel about me asking her out?

Killian: Stay the hell away from Jilly, you dickwad.

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