Sweet Beginnings: Chapter Thirteen
A little while later, Josh was on Main Street. His plan to survive the reception had worked. If he wasn’t dancing, he’d held a glass of mineral water or a flute of sparkling cider. The bartender, who’d dealt with guests like him before, had his refills ready for him. Josh had left as the beer chugging got underway.
Thinking how he’d handled the evening sent a rush of pride through him. He’d remained in control. Focused. Happy.
Being sober hadn’t affected his fun. If anything, he’d had a better time than the last wedding where he couldn’t even recall the bride or groom’s names. Josh would remember Jenny and Dare’s ceremony, the reception, and his brief interlude with…
Hope.
The heels of his dress shoes clapped against the sidewalk. He focused on the s
