When Gail moved into the countryside the least she expected was a pink haired girl with high enthusiasm and low normalcy (with a younger sister whose tolerance and understanding could get her into the waiting list for Saints) and a resident physician who seemed overdosed on superhero comic books and everything that falls under 'eighth grade syndrome.' And the only one keeping her from acquainting her aesthetically pleasing facial features against the nearest wall until she gets normalcy back into her life or she stops losing brain cells per minute is a hot brunet with deep blue eyes and a smile that makes her stomach do somersaults. Now, she just has to figure out how she can keep a semblance of her old life in a backwater town without accidentally pushing someone of a cliff or giving Leigh a high five on her face with an expensive looking mahogany table lest her new "landlady", a young town lawyer, throws her out of her new place or into the slammer. Add in a new twenty something officemate who flirts with anything that walks and who still lives with his mom. But when a fragment of her old life she tries to escape comes looking for her she asks herself: where does love and normalcy fit in all these?