Harper Swift knows how to shop. Maybe a little too much. So when her father discovers her spending habits have exceeded her bank balances, it’s off to a therapy retreat for shopaholics or no trust fund for her.
But the therapy center is so far out in the wilderness, that only an actual map where her father plotted the route with a black marker, will get her there.
Except she drives herself into a dead end, gets a flat right on the heels of an oncoming snowstorm, and is rescued by three huge lumberjacks who wished she hadn’t disturbed their peace.