The Wedding Wager by Rachel Astor

Author:Rachel Astor
Language: nl
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: gift, bride, engagement, bridesmaid, beach read, chick lit, wedding, fun, contemporary romance
Publisher: Rachel Astor
Published: 2012-02-02T09:50:38+00:00

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I thought a walk in the park might help clear my head. I had to do something about the whole Mattie and my Mom thing. I’d opened my email that morning to find a huge attachment of bridesmaid dress pictures. Of course they were all unbelievably gorgeous. I’d known instantly that Mom’s way was the way to go.

You know, until I peeked at a few of Mattie’s ideas again and began waffling yet again.

The crisp air did wonders for me, and I came to an amazing realization.

There was no way in hell I was going to be able to choose between them. Both of their visions were amazing. God, how could they be so different, and yet so absolutely perfect?

I flopped onto a bench and leaned my head into my hands, thoughts swirling a million miles a minute.

“Another rough day?” a voice said, after I’d been sitting a while.

Andrea waggled a Peppermint Mocha under my nose. “Maybe this will help.”

I looked up at her, the sun haloing around her face like she was supposed to be my guardian angel or something. Of course, she was still a tiny cog in the gossip machine that could so quickly ruin a life, but still… she seemed like a really nice cog.

“Oh crap, can you hold this?” she asked, handing me both cups. I sipped from the one she’d offered me and watched as she ran across an open area of the field to a kid who was looking around in a panic, screaming for his mother.

God, I hadn’t even heard it and Andrea was already to the rescue. Some excuse for a human I was. I mean, sure, it was Andrea’s job to watch, in a way, but still. Anyone in their right mind could hear a child screaming for Pete’s sake.

She took the kid by the hand and led him around to a few people in the park, checking to see if the kid knew them. I was actually starting to get a little worried that he’d been abandoned or something and started craning my neck for any sign of people looking for him.

Back at the street, a harried-looking woman pushing a baby stroller, complete with crying baby, crested over the hill. “Sean!” she screamed, tears shining on her face.

I jumped up from my bench, anxious to comfort the woman, and let her know her son was safe.

“He’s over here,” I yelled, as she was about to turn back. “Ma’am, there’s a lost little boy over here!”

She stopped and flung that stroller back around, looking a little dazed. The baby continued to cry, no doubt feeding off the bad vibe of the mother.

“My friend Andrea found him a minute ago.”

Andrea must have heard me call out to the mother because she was already on her way over with the boy. He broke free from Andrea’s hand and came bounding up, flinging himself into his mother’s arms.

“Seanie, you scared Mamma,” was all the lady said, over and over.

The poor kid looked like he might be in danger of suffocating, his mother was holding him so tight.

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