I'd be grateful for Dusty's offer to help me move if we weren't trading favors. Traipsing around a Renaissance fair is an agonizing price to pay.
Epic fail, Mama and I miscommunicated the dress size, and it leaves me a little...exposed. But at least I'm not naked. Right?
There's nothing left for me to do but own my curvy sensual side as if I meant to tease the tantalizing knights and wizards at the event.
A lunatic poisons the crowd, and a nasty epidemic of Montezuma's revenge wreaks havoc. Sneaky cowards make me madder than a wet hen.
If that's not enough to knock the shine off the trip for me, it turns out a little-known secret about a ghost in the castle is true. How do I know? Because I'm sleeping in the tortured spirit's room and she wakes me each night with a bloodcurdling scream.
Dusty, better not give me any lip about my furniture being heavy.
Assuming we survive this nightmare... Read Throw the Gauntlet today