They say you have to kiss a lot of frogs, but what if a prince shows up . . .
When a prince—not the kind who wears a crown—swoops in to rescue me, I kiss him before I even ask his name. I'm sure I've given him the wrong impression, and he'll bolt away like a cat out of a bathtub.
Except he keeps showing up.
Maybe fairy tales are real.
We all know they aren't.
