Take My Family, Please

Isn’t every teen embarrassed by their family at some time? Lacy Gingham’s family members are middle class eccentrics and Eric Vanderhorst’s are staid upper crust. Read “crazy” opposite “snooty” and add that Lacy and Ric get together under false pretenses, and get set for a bumpy ride to love when the truth comes out.



When they meet at an out-of-state wedding, she reinvents her family and he downplays his, thinking they’ll never meet again, and they enjoy a few time-of-your life days. She assumes he lives in Chicago, site of the wedding, and she tells him she’s from California. But when Ric discovers Lacy lives an hour away from him in Indiana, he sets out to learn the truth. He really, really likes her, but why did she lie? He didn’t exactly come clean, but that’s not the same.



Lacy invented the ideal family and life she’d always wanted instead of the pervo group she was born into, and a week later, Ric who’s to die for, shows up in her hometown looking for her. Unless she goes underground, she’ll have to give it up and expose him to the Ginghams. Ha!