When a stranger made an unusual request - to buy a past day of Kathleen Welles's life - she immediately took the offer. She sold that wicked Wednesday, a year ago, when she'd behaved like a spoiled, petulant princess and thrown tantrums over trifles. It was the day she'd lost the one man she could ever love.
When her family moved to L.A., major culture shock ensued. She discovered that grapefruits grew on trees, television offered more than two channels, and all the other girls had breasts. ...more