If Wishes Were Horses (A Fairy Tale Life Book 2)

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by C. B. Stagg


  My mantra had always been:

  If you never try, you’ll never know.

  The time had come to try something else.

  From that day forward, life was different for me. I showered and cleaned my mess, before writing out a list of goals for myself.

  No more drinking

  No more girls

  Finish college

  Find an ADULT job

  Find a relationship like my parents

  Marry her—fast, before she figures out you’re an ass

  Buy a house

  Live happily ever after

  When the list was complete, I ripped it from the legal pad on the kitchen counter, folded it, and stuffed it in my wallet. And after an internal pep talk, I grabbed my hat, my keys, and my new talisman. With a quick Google search, I pulled up a map to North Point Baptist Church.

  It was the first day of the rest of my life. With the cross of nails clutched tight in my fist, I followed the signs, and a few minutes later, I uttered words I never in all my life thought I’d say in succession.

  “Hi, my name is Christian, and I’m an alcoholic.”

  I wasn’t even sure I remembered how to date. Did a Dating for Dummies book exist? I thought of her again. It always led back to Cinderella.

  Yep, this would definitely be my Everest.

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