A novellaFifteen years ago a princess died and the world mourned. I mourned along with them.That princess had fueled my adolescent belief in fairy tales and happily-ever-afters. I watched her wedding. And then I watched her funeral.I cried with her children. I cried with the world. And I wondered… what if? What if she really hadn’t died? What if it was all some grand scheme so she could have a happily-ever-after?So I wrote her that happy ending.Names have been changed, events re-ordered or altered—even completely fabricated—and thoughts and feelings and conversations made up for my version of what happened at the end of that summer. Some events will have to be given the benefit of the doubt because none of us knows what we’d do in similar situations. Take everything you read in these pages with several grains of salt.Because, remember, what you are reading is fiction.But, oh, what if it wasn’t…
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