The Devil Went Down To Georgia

Winifred Tucker. Call her Winnie. She hates Winifred. I mean seriously, who calls their child that in this century? It makes her sound like that witch who abused her sisters and ate children's youth. You know, Hocus Pocus? And it does not help she has untamable ginger curls and is from Salem, Massachusetts.

Well not anymore. Now she lives in Macon, Georgia, the Heart of Georgia. Literally. I guess you can say it's the Pit of the Peach State. Get it? Because peaches have- Nevermind.

Anyway, what are the odds right?

What are the odds that Macon (*cough cough* Bacon *cough cough*) is the base of all evil in Georgia? What are the odds that she catches the attention of every supernatural thing in town? What are the odds that she can't have a simple life where she has no idea about the things that go bump in the night? What are the odds that those paranormal creatures are hawt with a capital H and won't leave her the heck alone?

Well apparently pretty dang high.