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who created this answer to your wish.” She frowned and looked around. “Well, not exactly created. That was something that came from you. Possibly facilitated might be the right word.”
    “I don’t understand the difference. What if I wish to be with Chase right now?”
    “I’m your fairy godmother, dear. If that is your wish, I shall make it come true.”
    “That is my wish,” I reiterated. “I want to be with Chase right now.”
    There was no puff of smoke. No earthquake or high winds. I didn’t even have to take a nap this time.
    I was instantly with Chase in his dressing room—as he was getting ready to exercise his horse and practice for the joust. He had his shirt off and was changing pants.
    He stood up straight. “Jessie! What are you doing here? Where did you come from?”
    I was embarrassed and angry, but I knew I should make the most of the situation. It was unfortunate that I needed a shower and a change of clothes. I couldn’t look less sexy if I’d tried.
    “Sorry. I just needed a place to hang out for a while—until the bookstore opens.” I tried not to stare at him. “I hope you don’t mind.”
    He’d been facing the outside door to the dressing room so he knew I hadn’t come in that way. Before he could ask, I told him that I’d been waiting for him.
    “Why didn’t you say something?” he questioned.
    “I didn’t want to embarrass you or make Isabelle jealous.”
    He laughed and finished changing. “Too late for that. Isabelle is jealous of every woman in the Village.”
    “I know.” I hated to speak ill of the dead. Like Wanda, Isabelle was dead in my Village, but still alive here. “She knows you and I are just friends anyway, right?”
    “She’ll be fine.” He sat in a chair to put on his boots. They were obviously new and stiff. “I wish I knew where my squire was. I spend more time looking for him than I do anything else.”
    It was a light bulb moment. I could literally feel the cartoon light going on above my head.
    “I’ve been a squire before. I could be your new squire.”
    “I really don’t think Isabelle would like that. But thanks for offering.”
    “No. Really.” I dropped to the floor at his feet and took the boot from his hand. “I was a squire for Sir Mauny and Sir Reginald for a while. I’m very good, and discreet. I’ll dress like a boy. No one will know it’s me.”
    He stared down at me. “What about your apprenticeship?”
    “I’m really not happy there.” I’d never apprenticed with Paul Samuels anyway, so I had nothing to feel guilty about. “He’s very impatient and sometimes downright mean. I’m stuck here for the rest of the summer. I have to do something to stay on the payroll.”
    “I don’t know.”
    It only took me a moment to put on his boots. I brushed his doublet and handed him his sword. Maybe I wasn’t very attractive at the moment, but I was useful.
    “Please, Chase. You know I only come here to work on my dissertation over the summer. Don’t make me go back early.”
    “Okay. But you’ll have to dress appropriately for the field. Are you sure you want to do that?”
    “With all my heart.” I smiled, not getting too close to him. I could always do that later once I’d insinuated myself into his life—and had a bath. “Thanks. You won’t be sorry.”
    “You couldn’t be any worse. I’ll see you later. The first joust is at eleven. Don’t be late.”
    This wasn’t the time to hug him. “Thank you. I’ll be the best squire you ever had.”
    I left the dressing room before he did, hoping no one would see me and report back to Isabelle. I knew she had spies all over the Village. She’d always complained about losing Chase to me. Even in this muddled mess, she was bound to be angry if she learned I was working as his squire.
    Halfway down the hill from the Field of Honor , Starshine appeared again.
    “That wasn’t what I meant about being with Chase, and you knew it,” I accused.
    “Maybe not, but