Thirty-Three Going On Girlfriend (The Spinster Series Book 2) by Becky Monson

Author:Becky Monson [Monson, Becky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Chick Lit, Satire & Humor, Humorous, Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Clean & Wholesome, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Beautiful & Feisty, The Spinster Series, Spinsterhood, Trilogy, Continuation of story, Parents Basement, Instant Crush, Works New Hire, Nine Months, Bakery Owner, Dream Career, Wonderful Relationship, Television Special, Baking Cupcakes, Baking Battle & War, Sequel To 1st Book, Wedding Proposal
Publisher: Becky Monson
Published: 2014-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

“Mm-hmm,” I say into the phone to a panicky Anna as she goes over everything that still has to be done before the wedding. The girl is freaking out.

I’ve never had a full-blown hangover before. You know, the ones that have all these weird food and drink concoctions that are supposed to fix it? I’ve never had to try that. But now I’m wondering if I should try something to help this crying hangover I have this morning. My head is pounding. Anna isn’t helping.

“Anna, I know I’ve asked this before, but can’t Jonathon do some of this? I mean, he’s the groom after all.” I don’t know why I bring this up. It never ends well.

“Julia,” she says in a weird, calm voice. “He’s too busy. He’s a lawyer, after all. An important one.”

Oh, geez.

Not wanting to say something that will make this conversation go down a path I don’t feel like going down, and because I need to find myself some aspirin for my throbbing noggin, I tell Anna to text me whatever she needs me to help with, and I’ll get right on that. And by right on that, I mean maybe sometime tomorrow. Maybe. I’ve got my own crap to deal with—like feeling sorry for myself and finding something sweet to drown my sorrows in.

I’d so love to talk to Anna about the Jared situation right now. I looked for her last night after I dramatically walked away from Jared, but she was already gone. It probably wouldn’t have mattered anyway. If the topic is not about her wedding, then it pretty much goes in one ear and right out the other.

Jared must have gone after I left him sitting on the bench, because I didn’t see him the rest of the night. I numbly went back to my wedding duties, trying in vain to appear happy and be there for Brown. Luckily for me, Brown was so busy with everything—talking to everyone, cutting the cake, throwing the bouquet (which in a horrible twist, I caught—that was a cruel move, karma), that she didn’t have time to notice the heartbroken face I was probably carrying around. She would have been the only one there that would recognize it anyway.

With the people that I usually dump my problems on off doing their own thing, I’m on my own, I guess, although the devil and the angel are back on my shoulders, duking it out to try and persuade me to their side. The devil says I should just tell Jared where to go (hell, obviously), that apparently I’m not a priority in his life, not enough for him to even ask me my thoughts on the matter or seek out my opinion. The angel says I should let him speak and says something about forgiveness mumbo-jumbo. I think I’m siding with the devil on this one.

I honestly don’t know how to feel about it all. I feel sad, but I also feel angry and slightly betrayed. That feeling came out of left field.

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