The Prince Charming List. Kathryn Springer

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      Praise for

       KATHRYN SPRINGER

       and her novels

      Picket Fence Promises

      “Springer’s second book set in Pritchett, Wis., is as enchanting as the first. A sprinkling of comedy adds exactly the right touch.”

      —Romantic Times BOOKreviews

      Front Porch Princess

      “Kathryn Springer’s refreshing writing style and sense of humor make this story sing!”

      —Neta Jackson, bestselling author of The Yada Yada Prayer Group

      “A delightful package of humor and gentle truths, Front Porch Princess is poignant and honest, a compelling, well-written story that will find the nooks and crannies of your heart and linger long after the book is done. Highly recommended!”

      —Susan May Warren, bestselling author of Chill Out, Josey!

      “Springer’s combination of humor, family values and longing will reach out from the pages and touch readers’ hearts.”

      —Romantic Times BOOKReviews, Top Pick!

      The Prince Charming List

      Kathryn Springer

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      Each one should use whatever

       gift he has received to serve others,

       faithfully administering God’s grace

       in its various forms.

      —1 Peter 4:10

      To Kayla,

      Who proves that a girl can wear really

       cute shoes while walking with God!

       Your enthusiasm and encouragement during

       the writing of this book were blessings—

       and so are you!

THE Prince CHARMING LIST

      Contents

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Chapter Twelve

      Chapter Thirteen

      Chapter Fourteen

      Chapter Fifteen

      Chapter Sixteen

      Chapter Seventeen

      Chapter Eighteen

      Chapter Nineteen

      Chapter Twenty

      Chapter Twenty-One

      Chapter Twenty-Two

      Chapter Twenty-Three

      Chapter Twenty-Four

      Chapter Twenty-Five

      Chapter Twenty-Six

      Chapter Twenty-Seven

      Epilogue

      QUESTIONS FOR DISCUSSION

      Chapter One

      it feels like everyone is watchng me. Im so paranoid. (Text message from Heather Lowell to Bree Penny)

      u r not paranoid. they r watchng u. welcome to prichett. (Text message from Bree Penny to Heather Lowell)

      I caught the bridal bouquet.

      This happened exactly thirty seconds after I told God that all I wanted to do was fade into the beautiful woodwork of Faith Community Church for the rest of the day.

      I’m sure He was laughing when I walked out of the bathroom after a quick lipstick check and was swept into the center of a cluster of women whose eyes reflected deadly intent. Kind of like Mom’s koi when they saw the mysterious hand poised above them, ready to drop food pellets into the water.

      I looked in the direction of whatever it was everyone was fixated on—just in time to see a floral missile hurtling our way. What happened next was something I’d only experienced in the mosh pit at a Christian rock concert the summer before. But this time everyone was wearing pastels.

      Candy Lane, Prichett’s mayor, was short but agile, judging from the way she vaulted out of the pack toward the ceiling.

      Someone stepped on my toe and I bounced to the left, putting myself between Bree, who could have unwound the ribbon from her hair and lassoed the thing, and Prichett’s very own resident artist, Marissa Maribeau, who looked as confused as I did that she’d been caught up in this weird ritual.

      As luck would have it, the bouquet rocketed right to Marissa like it was on a programmed course, but she decided to change the rules. As soon as it touched her hands, she popped it back into the air like we were playing hot potato. If she’d been a Green Bay Packer quarterback, she wouldn’t have been signed on for the second season.

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