My name is Theodora Dy.
I’m single and live with my parents.
I may be existing, but I sure as hell am not thriving.
I want more out of life before resigning myself to decrepit spinsterhood.
I want adventures and mistakes, balmy summer nights and stirring rooftop conversations.
I want a beautiful romance.
Like something ripped straight out of the pages of The Witch of Blackbird Pond, my favorite book of all time.
But that’s all wishful thinking until I commit to a dramatic change.
So I quit my job.
Purchased a cheap old house sight unseen and booked a one-way ticket to Connecticut where autumn is in full swing and Halloween is just around the corner.
I may be living my best life, but I’m in over my head.
My fixer upper is falling apart and my big stupid gesture is sucking my bank account dry.
Fortunately, my grumpy neighbor, Carter, knows a thing or two about repairing ‘money pits’ (his words, not mine).
He’s perfectly practical in every way.
I’m a hopeless romantic.
We’re as opposite as two people can be.
But unbeknownst to him or me…
In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.
Even the beginning of a beautiful romance.
