Eileen “Elsy” Merriweather loves to get lost in a good happily ever after. The fictional kind, anyway. Because at least imaginary men don’t leave you at the altar. She feels safe in stories. At home in books. Which might be why she’s so set on going to her book club’s annual retreat this year - she needs good friends, cheap wine, and grand romantic gestures - no matter what.

Sometimes, the worst day of your life happens, and you have to figure out how to live after it. For Clementine West, that means burying her head in her work as a book publicist, being practical, and forgetting the silly things her beloved aunt Analea taught her - like living wide and chasing the moon. Clementine would rather stay grounded and keep her heart safe. For the last six months, she’s done just that.

But when she moves into her late aunt’s apartment and finds a strange man standing in the kitchen - a man with kind eyes, a Southern drawl, and a taste for lemon pies - her well-laid plans begin to fall apart. Because he’s the type of man who, before it all, she would’ve fallen head over heels for. And she still might.

When Shay Zucconi’s step-grandmother died, she left Shay a tulip farm - under two conditions. First, Shay has to move home to the small town of Friendship, Rhode Island. Second - and most problematic since her fiancé just called off the wedding - Shay must be married within one year. Marriage is the last thing in the world Shay wants but she’ll do anything to save the only real home she’s ever known.

Farley Jones is being forced to date Meyer Harrigan, the man she has come to love, in order to make all of her stand-up dreams come true. It’s agony - a tragedy, even. In lieu of flowers, please send cash…

What happens when you mix 1 (accidental) murder with 2 thousand wedding guests, and then toss in a possible curse on 3 generation of immigrant Chinese-Indonesian family? You get 4 meddling Asian aunties coming to the rescue!