What happens when a happy-go-lucky guy’s luck takes a leap off a pier? Answer: Six jillion weddings the same month I get dumped.At least I’m not alone.My best pal got the boot from her boyfriend, which is nuts.Erika’s funny and hot in that I-can-fix-your-transmission way.She’s too good for that guy.Way too good for pity parties from my meddling twin.Protecting us both means telling a little white lie.A fake relationship gives us dates for gobs of giddy, small-town weddings.Someone to laugh with over botched bouquets and risqué buffet spreads.Someone who knows me better than anyone, which…okay, awkward.I’ve got baggage, you know?But…
I read. And quilt. A lot.