had, Erica. But this has to stop. Your poor father is worried sick, and Evelyn keeps calling me. What’s your plan?”
“My plan? This is pretty much it,” Erica said tossing some popcorn into her mouth as she turned up the TV.
“Stop!” Callie said as she grabbed the remote and turned the TV off. “You’re acting like a brat.”
“Seriously?” Erica snapped.
“Yes, seriously. So you got stood up at the altar. You think you’re the only one in the world that has had it happen to them? So what? Get on with your life, Erica. It’s time to get on with it!”
“Easy for you to say…”
“No, it’s not. Don’t you remember my breakup with Paul? I was devastated. You were there to kick me in the butt and make me get up. Now, I’m here for you,” Callie said reaching across and grabbing Erica’s hands.
“It wasn’t the same, Callie. You weren’t left standing in your wedding gown in front of one hundred people explaining why you weren’t good enough,” Erica said trying in vain not to break down yet again.
“Is that what this is about? You don’t think you’re good enough?” Callie asked with her eyes wide.
“Well, if I was good enough, Max would have shown up.” Erica stood and walked to her marred wedding dress. “He threw me away like I was nothing, Cal.”
“He’s a stupid jackass, Erica. This isn’t about you. It’s about him. He’s the one lacking here, not you. This has nothing to do with being good enough. You are more than enough for any man. You just haven’t found the right one yet.”
“I spent years with him, Callie. Years of my life wasted that I will never get back. I just don’t know if I have it in me to start all over. I don’t think Mr. Right is out there for me…”
“Of course he is, sweetie,” Callie said putting her arms around Erica’s petite waist. “You just have to take a shower before you can find him.” Callie’s joke sent Erica into hysterical laughter, which represented the first time in days she’d cracked a smile.
“Wow, laughing hurts,” Erica said holding her side. “My muscles must be turning to mush…”
“That’s because you have to get out of this apartment and start living again. And, I came here with the perfect plan to help you do just that!” Callie said with her trademark grin as she pulled Erica back over to the sofa.
“What kind of plan?” Erica eyed her with her usual suspicious face. Callie was always concocting some crazy plan, and Erica was always silly enough to go along for the ride.
Over the next few minutes, Callie explained to Erica she had a cousin who owned a cabin on a small lake in the mountains. As spring was starting to bloom all across the Georgia landscape, Callie told Erica she thought getting out of the city for a week or two might be the best thing for her. Of course, Erica would have to convince her boss to give her a little bit more time off than her honeymoon had originally been planned for.
After some prodding, Erica finally agreed she needed a change of scenery. She called her boss, who had been at the “fiasco”, and explained she required some time off. Thankfully, her boss understood and gave her a couple of weeks to get her head together before coming back to work. Erica was all set to go to the mountains and clear her mind of all things Max.
Chapter 3
After the two hour drive to the north Georgia mountains, Erica was tired. It was only mid morning, but her body and mind were still wracked with exhaustion. She wasn’t sure, but she thought this might be what depression felt like.
She'd never experienced depression before in her whole life, but what Max had done had rocked her to the core. They'd had such a close relationship for so many years that she never would've imagined he could concoct such a plan. At the core of their relationship, she had always thought they were great friends. But
“My plan? This is pretty much it,” Erica said tossing some popcorn into her mouth as she turned up the TV.
“Stop!” Callie said as she grabbed the remote and turned the TV off. “You’re acting like a brat.”
“Seriously?” Erica snapped.
“Yes, seriously. So you got stood up at the altar. You think you’re the only one in the world that has had it happen to them? So what? Get on with your life, Erica. It’s time to get on with it!”
“Easy for you to say…”
“No, it’s not. Don’t you remember my breakup with Paul? I was devastated. You were there to kick me in the butt and make me get up. Now, I’m here for you,” Callie said reaching across and grabbing Erica’s hands.
“It wasn’t the same, Callie. You weren’t left standing in your wedding gown in front of one hundred people explaining why you weren’t good enough,” Erica said trying in vain not to break down yet again.
“Is that what this is about? You don’t think you’re good enough?” Callie asked with her eyes wide.
“Well, if I was good enough, Max would have shown up.” Erica stood and walked to her marred wedding dress. “He threw me away like I was nothing, Cal.”
“He’s a stupid jackass, Erica. This isn’t about you. It’s about him. He’s the one lacking here, not you. This has nothing to do with being good enough. You are more than enough for any man. You just haven’t found the right one yet.”
“I spent years with him, Callie. Years of my life wasted that I will never get back. I just don’t know if I have it in me to start all over. I don’t think Mr. Right is out there for me…”
“Of course he is, sweetie,” Callie said putting her arms around Erica’s petite waist. “You just have to take a shower before you can find him.” Callie’s joke sent Erica into hysterical laughter, which represented the first time in days she’d cracked a smile.
“Wow, laughing hurts,” Erica said holding her side. “My muscles must be turning to mush…”
“That’s because you have to get out of this apartment and start living again. And, I came here with the perfect plan to help you do just that!” Callie said with her trademark grin as she pulled Erica back over to the sofa.
“What kind of plan?” Erica eyed her with her usual suspicious face. Callie was always concocting some crazy plan, and Erica was always silly enough to go along for the ride.
Over the next few minutes, Callie explained to Erica she had a cousin who owned a cabin on a small lake in the mountains. As spring was starting to bloom all across the Georgia landscape, Callie told Erica she thought getting out of the city for a week or two might be the best thing for her. Of course, Erica would have to convince her boss to give her a little bit more time off than her honeymoon had originally been planned for.
After some prodding, Erica finally agreed she needed a change of scenery. She called her boss, who had been at the “fiasco”, and explained she required some time off. Thankfully, her boss understood and gave her a couple of weeks to get her head together before coming back to work. Erica was all set to go to the mountains and clear her mind of all things Max.
Chapter 3
After the two hour drive to the north Georgia mountains, Erica was tired. It was only mid morning, but her body and mind were still wracked with exhaustion. She wasn’t sure, but she thought this might be what depression felt like.
She'd never experienced depression before in her whole life, but what Max had done had rocked her to the core. They'd had such a close relationship for so many years that she never would've imagined he could concoct such a plan. At the core of their relationship, she had always thought they were great friends. But
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