Truth or dare? I always choose a dare. And no matter the dare, I always follow through. Even if it means walking down a busy street in my bathrobe and hair curlers. Or recreating that iconic When Harry Met Sally deli scene while on a crowded subway. Or hitting on a handsome stranger in a bar. And then … marrying that stranger. While in Vegas. But the one thing I’m not supposed to do is fall in love with this man. That wasn’t part of the dare. Only my heart never got that memo.