Delivered to My Gargoyles (MAIL-ORDER MATINGS #13) by Mazzy J. March EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Malinda
I’d never ridden in a limo this long—or seen one. But then my friend
Cindy’s bachelorette party had a lot to live up to. Nearly all of our group of
friends had already faced the altar, with the last few engaged, engaged to be
engaged, or at the very least, in serious relationships. All but one.
That would be me. Somehow, since college, I’d sat through what felt
like a thousand get-togethers where one or another of my crew would
announce all the milestones in their relationships. I’m sure we talked about
other things. Careers, families, entertainment. But overall, the theme to
every lunch and cocktail gathering seemed to be who was engaged or what
was happening with wedding plans or, more and more often, how soon
they’d be bringing an adorable baby into the world.
As each one marched toward their futures, I felt more and more left
behind, and it became harder to celebrate their legitimately romantic times.
We’d all been excited about our career plans once, and some still were.
Others had chosen to leave the work force to do the wife and mom thing.
Which was fine and great and a choice I was grateful they had.
But sitting in the leather interior of the long, shiny black car, I
wondered where all this left me. I hadn’t planned on settling down for a
while, but when had I fallen so far out of step? Was I supposed to be getting
married now?
Not likely when I didn’t even have a steady boyfriend. Or a nonsteady
one at the moment.
“Malinda, here, we’re toasting.” Virginia shoved a champagne glass in
my hand. “To Cindy and her Ken.”
Everyone drank, and I took a sip.
“No, no, no, no no.” Jane, another friend, shook her finger in my face.
“You’ve got to down the whole thing or it’s bad luck. You don’t want Cindy
to get di—”
“Sshhh!” Virginia hissed. “Do not use that word here and now.” She
tapped the base of my plastic glass. Why was it that no matter how classy
the event, the champagne glasses came from the party store? “Drink!”
Usually when we went out, I could keep myself sober by offering to be
the designated driver. That was not the case tonight. As had already been
pointed out to me, there was no reason to turn down drinks when Cindy’s
fiancé had gone to the trouble and expense to rent this fabulous car for us.
“I’m drinking.” I sipped some more, finally finishing the glass only to have
someone refill it. “Come on. You know I can’t drink a lot without getting
sloppy.” And hungover.
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