title: Girls Gone Grape: Celebrating the Girlfriends In Your Wine Pack
author: Robin Salls
description: Robin Salls is passionate about connecting and inspiring women to reach out to one another and lift each other up. Her entrepreneur spirit has led her on a journey venturing in sales, marketing, radio, writing and non-profits while always following her passion. It is this lust for living La Dolce Vita (a sweet life) that has culminated in the founding of Girls Gone Grape, Inc. where she combines all her passions. Shes a woman who throws out the map and takes the road less travelled by choice. She lives in Colorado with her husband David and their four fur kids; Jax, Lulu, Sheldon and Sangria. Robin loves traveling and introducing Girls Gone Grape chapters as she finds you can never sip enough wine or share enough with others. When not sipping wine, youll likely find her adventuring outdoors or helping others live their passion. She adores everything Italian, especially the way the Italians value family, food and wine. And, yes, she admits shes a bit bias because of her Italian heritage. Robin speaks regularly to groups of all kinds including womens groups, mens groups, luncheons, corporations, non-profits, and more.
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  My BFD
  
  by
  
  Barbra Campbell
  
  Part of the
  
  Stupid Cupid series
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Copyright © 2021 Barbra Campbell
  
  All rights reserved.
  
  This is a work of fiction.
  
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  Chastity
  
  Hosting a goodbye party for my best friend was bound to happen. Somehow being
  opposites worked for us. Which was why Alena was standing on a picnic table
  giving her ‘It’s not goodbye’ speech to a huge portion of our small town while
  I was trying to blend into the trunk of a tree as far away from the crowd as
  reasonably possible, praying Alena would wrap it up without involving me.
  
  But she loved to involve me. And part of me liked the challenge she offered.
  The other part caused me to inch around the tree, placing it between myself
  and her spectacle.
  
  The star of the show, she was in her element. I’d been the sidek