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L ennox

I’m having a very bad day. No, let’s make that a very bad month.

It’s not enough to be one of the only mothmen left in West Virginia, or that I have no hope of finding a mate or even being able to pop into the grocery store without attracting terrified screams—but now my home has been destroyed, too.

With my forest gone and my career as an amateur arborist kaput, I do the unthinkable.

I leave my family and head to paranormal-friendly Pine Ridge, knowing that I can find safety there.

..and maybe even get WiFi and the occasional convenience store veggie wrap.

If I really want to shoot for the moon, perhaps in a year or two I’ll be doing well enough to convince my hothead brother to leave the ruins of our old life and join me.

Cindy

I’m getting old. Okay, no, not really, but I’m becoming more mature.

I just watched one of my best friends seize life with both hands and go from a struggling, single waitress to an engaged pastry chef and business owner.

I want that. Okay, maybe I don’t want to own a business, but I’m tired of random hookups and fun flings.

I want to find my person, that one special somebody, and Pine Ridge seems like the place to do it.

I don’t know what it is about this little town, but wedding bells always seem to be ringing!

There’s just one problem. I’m not the good girl type. I don’t know how to keep things serious. I don’t even know where to find a guy who wants to settle down and start a new life. Even if I did, I don’t know if he’d be into someone like me. (My friends say I’m kind of a lot.)

It’s not like Mr. Sweet-And-Sensitive is going to fall out of the sky and land at my feet...