The Pumpkin Spice Spell (Wisteria Cove, #1)

by Erin Branscom

Maybe…just maybe…this town, this moment, this man, they’re all conspiring to remind me that life doesn’t have to be perfectly planned. And it doesn’t have to be so lonely.

“You look like someone hit you with a freight train.” “Thanks,” I croak. He smiles, just barely. “Beautiful freight train.”

I don’t like being called on my shit by my sisters but deep down I know they’re right.