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Apparently, there aren’t any services for the next forty miles”

“This place really is in the middle of nowhere”

Tara started toward the one stop town in search of a gas station “I hope it’s not going to be too hot It’s enough to have to sleep next to strangers, but sweaty sers? Yuck!”

“The picture shows the fair set in the woods by a stream It looks very shady”

The pictures could have been taken after a rare California rain They were probably headed into a dust bowl Tara grabbed her purse and fumbled around in the bottom to find the aspirin she kneas there

They drove away fro of barbequed potato chips The whole non-twenty-first century food thing was a drawback for both of the as it was to stock up with snacks and chips, they thought it would be best to make the most of the authentic experience Besides, Tara had already stashed an eency supply of chocolate in her purse

“So, do you think the Gypsy will peg you?” Cassy asked

“Peg h and alins are hard to co me”

“What if she does? Will you let her read your palinity

I’ I’ly”

The only physical flaw Tara sahen she looked in the mirror were her brsts By California standards, they were considered too small

“and besides,” Tara continued, “I’ve seen in, anyway”

“That’s true But if the Gypsy singles you out as a virgin, you need to promise me you’ll let her read your palm andno more cynicism for the rest of the weekend!”

It was a sucker’s bet There’s no way soin “You got yourself a deal”

It couldn’t get any worse, it just couldn’t! The parking lot oplace Cassy and Tara were told to leave the car, secured and guarded by what looked like executioners, then walk the final couple of miles If they were lucky, they could catch a ride on a passing cart or carriage They, of course, were not lucky

The information packet failed to tell them they would be ostracized by everyone if they arrived out of costume They were looked down upon like lepers, as if they sported oozing wounds and all People stopped, put their noses in the air, and rode along their in’ way

The bitchy blonde at the reception tent took one look at their modern shorts and t-shirts and blurted out, “Well, I see the two of you are unable to read the Queen’s English Your welcome pamphlet specifically said to arrive in costume” She tossed Tara a map “Here, return when you are properly attired and not a ive you the schedule of events at that ti the witch to bite her