She planned the romantic getaway. He took another woman.
Anelie is 54 and done-done with emotionally unavailable men, done calling what isn't there "potential," done explaining away what she already knows. She used to be a writer-until he put it in air quotes. So, she boards a train to Mystic, Connecticut to get some distance from "maybe this time will be different." But Mystic has plans of its own. A town that feels alive, arranging coincidences a little too perfectly-fog rolling in when she feels lost, a stranger saying exactly what she didn't know she needed to hear.
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