“I feel like a complete jerk,” Gwen said into her coffee mug. She didn’t drink coffee in the evening, but then again, she wasn’t normally home at this time of night either. Celeste’s boyfriend was bringing dinner, and Gwen’s stomach growled.
“Why?” her sister asked. “Because you told Teagan what you needed? Better now than after you’re married, right?”
Married. Gwen wasn’t sure that was going to happen for her. She hadn’t been able to focus on anyone but Teagan for almost a year now, and she felt time slipping away from her.
“Right?” Celeste prompted. Her older sister could be a bit intense sometimes.
“I suppose,” Gwen said as something clunked against the floor. “He has one of your shoes.”
“Joey.” Celeste flew from her seat at the table and toward the dog. “No. Shoes are not for dogs
