Joy growled in frustration. She poked at the car radio dial settings. She hated this song. She was sick of it. Nick had listened to it all the time. And well, she hated Nick and all things Nick.
She really hated him because now she was single and headed to her coworker’s wedding. She was going to have to answer all the questions from her friend about what happened. Yesterday she was part of a couple, and today she was alone. Perfect timing to head out to a wedding with other happy couples.
“Grr,” she made growling noises trying to get rid of her frustration before getting to the event.
She fumed as she parked, slamming the car door, and muttering to herself as she tried to walk into the church without anyone talking to her.
“Hey little girl.” She ignored the words, she wasn’t a little
