En cours de chargement...
Sunny wants Jesse to set a date for their wedding but so far, it's a no go. Love potion-laced sweet tea, moonshine in his potato salad, and even mistletoe kisses don't get him on bended knee. Clearly, in no hurry to wed, he's easily led-to bed-but not to the altar. Getting him to commit is like nailing Jello to a wall. What's a girl to do? Does she have to sing her own version of Will You Marry Me, Bill? She definitely is suffering from wedding bell blues.
Not known for her patience, Sunny is desperate to get that ring and heaven only knows what she'll do next. Unfortunately, her many misadventures like falling off a ladder into another man's arms, and an innocent afternoon tubing which results in a white-water rescue by still another man, doesn't exactly encourage Jesse to put a ring on it. Apparently even dying her black curls blonde doesn't cut it either.
What more does it take-a chance sighting of the legendary Ghost Stag-rumored to unite lovers for eternity? Currently, Sunny is out of options and may have to rely on herself-as is-and that fact scares her silly. Can she become the catalyst Jesse needs or will she wait, cut bait, and bail?
