Milkrun by Sarah Mlynowski

Must think happy thoughts. Julie Andrews dancing. Cadbury’s chocolate Easter eggs. But no amount of positive thinking changes the fact that Jeremy — the man of my dreams, the man I would marry, the man who should spend his whole life worshipping me and lavishing me with kisses — went to Thailand to find himself.

Obviously I’m not as cute and witty as I thought I was, since while I’ve been sitting around every weekend, he’s been sleeping with half of Thailand. And then he found someone else. That someone not being me.

I have been pathetic.

But now I will date. I will become the queen of dating. I will forget all about him.

Single in Boston, that’s me. But not for long!