My wedding is in six weeks. 

The only thing missing is a groom.

Uncle Garfunkel was a certified genius, but stating in his will that I need to marry my high school sweetheart to get my inheritance is the dumbest thing ever. Especially when I find out Ryan Scott already has a wife.

Fortunately, the will doesn’t specify WHICH Ryan Scott to marry. So, what does a resourceful girl like me do in a pinch? I Google Ryan Scotts and start dating them, looking for the best one (least pathetic?) to wed. This crazy idea might blow up in my face. Or maybe I’ll get the surprise of my life.