It's Monday Morning! Now, if there's a better way to start your work week than by loading this website onto your browser and making up plots to books based on their covers alone, I don't know it! Let's get judgy with it.
Havoc: A Cover Story by Jenny
Sutton has made a very important decision: she'll be spending the first two weeks of summer break with her mother at the Lake Hills Valley Peak Spa -- or as Sutton likes to call it, "the fatty farm" -- trying the latest master cleanse that's got all of her mother's friends rushing around sipping blended beans and garlic through a straw. Normally, Sutton would just roll her eyes at these antics, but she's noticed a dimple forming on her left thigh, and the hot yoga class she attends three times a week Just. Isn't. Working.
Shortly after she and her mother arrive, Sutton questions whether she made the right decision. Because there's something rotten at the fatty farm. Something evil and ancient. Something from the bowels of hell. No one else seems to notice, but Sutton can even smell the sulfuric stench of the THING that seems to be following HER. Terrified and alone, Sutton seeks aid from the one person she's sure can trust: The Fatty Farm Psychic. Madame Esmerelda has never let her down before -- whether Sutton needed to choose between Aiden and Caden, or decide what type of dress to wear to the winter formal. But when Madame Esmerelda slumps over dead not five minutes into their ritual, she leaves Sutton with an even bigger mystery in her final words. "She who smelt iiittt...."