I read once that “a friend will ask you why you are crying, but a Best Friend will have the shovel ready to bury the loser who broke your heart.”
What if the person who broke my heart is the one with the shovel?
Yeah, now you know my predicament.
It was an accident, really. I didn’t mean to fall for my bestie, but who could really blame me? The man was hotter than sin and the best part… he was single. Not that I could do anything about it because there may be a small, Teenie-tiny problem that I might still be...
Josephine:
I read once that “a friend will ask you why you are crying, but a Best Friend will have the shovel ready to bury the loser who broke your heart.”
What if the person who broke my heart is the one with the shovel?
Yeah, now you know my predicament.
It was an accident, really. I didn’t mean to fall for my bestie, but who could really blame me? The man was hotter than sin and the best part… he was single. Not that I could do anything about it because there may be a small, Teenie-tiny problem that I might still be married to a con artist who may or may not have two other wives floating around.
Oh, and to add to that pile of crap, said con artist showed up at the worst possible time, like when I’m elbows deep in Rosewood’s Wedding of the Year.
Georgie:
“Friendship is a wildly underrated medication.”
When I moved to Rosewood with my tail between my legs, I never imagined that I’d end up best friends with a woman. Not just any woman, either. Josephine Blue Hennessy. She was smart, funny, beautiful and currently not talking to me.
To make matters worse, my granny was on my ass because I was still single. According to her, I should be settled down with two kids and a dog at my age.
And would you know it, she already had someone picked out for me!
Yep, that’s right. My stubborn, non-talking best friend, who just happens to have those two kids.
After one night of drinking that changes the dynamics of our friendship, the entire town is more than happy to sit back and watch the drama unfold.
