Amy Maxwell just knew something would go wrong if the whole family went on vacation-she had a sixth sense about it. A week of fun in the sun at an all-inclusive resort on the beach should be a much deserved relaxing time for the whole family, right? Not for Amy. As any mother can attest to, prepping for vacation is akin to Chinese Water Torture. There's a dead fish in her toddler's suitcase, her teen doesn't want to go somewhere without Internet access, and her preteen has completely outgrown her bathing suit. She's wishing for a vacation from her vacation before the wheels of the plane even touch down on the runway. Amy finds herself dreaming of a solo vacation after things don't get much better when they arrive at their destination. The hotel room doesn't look like the one in the brochure, the kids are more interested in the WiFi password than the gorgeous sandy beaches, and there are some shady characters staying in the hotel. What's more, Roger is acting suspicious. Amy finds out that he's been meeting up with a perky young blonde who just happens to be a former student. On top of that, she discovers her old pal, DEA agent Jason, just happens to be at the same hotel, sending her overactive imagination into overdrive. Something doesn't add up for Amy. Unable to stop herself from snooping, our favorite scatterbrained, busybody mom of four finds herself stumbling upon another mystery. And this one proves to be a little too close to home...even in the Caribbean.