The Princess and the Peabodys
Chapter One
Ye First Mistake
Once upon a time, in the magical land of Pine Glen, California, lived a girl named Casey Peabody—that's me. I still live in Pine Glen, and okay, it isn't really magical. At least it wasn't until the princess came—and then, the magic that happened was a lot different from what you read about in fairy tales.
The whole princess mess began on a typical Saturday morning for the Peabody family. And even if someone had told us what was coming, none of us would have believed it.
No reasonable person would.
"Remember: One man's trash is another man's trash," Dad muttered between sips of OJ that morning. My gran and I were gearing up to go yard-sale shopping, just as soon as we finished our breakfast, and Dad was teasing Gran about her passion for second-hand bargains.
"Listen, Joey." When Gran calls Dad "Joey," you know she's feeling feisty. "Some guy bought a painting for four dollars at a yard sale and guess what was behind it? An original Declaration of Independence. Sold for over eight million dollars. Yo ... read full excerpt from: The Princess and the Peabodys ebook
