At least once in every person’s life, they will experience a breakup. Sometimes it’s expected; welcome even; and sometimes it’s disorienting in the worst way possible. But regardless of who you are in the situation: the dumper or the schmuck being dumped–breakups are hard. Fucking hard. In the blink of an eye, shared hoodies, late-night drives and laughter evolve until they become: tears, keyed cars, cut-up photographs. That, and endless pints of ice cream, which in the grand scheme of things, do little by way of mending a broken heart.

Still reeling after a whirlwind year and the abrupt end to her blossoming relationship, Quincey Sterling is determined to do what any newly single person would: ignore the emotions calcifying in her chest until they disappear…Which, as it turns out, is much easier said than done.

So, when Quincey is forced to take time off work, she agrees to join her best friends on a summer long road trip across the country. An astronomically terrible idea considering the two are also disgustingly in love.

But all it takes is time and a few wacky tourist attractions to make a broken heart not feel so broken, right?

When her demon ex-boyfriend turns up unannounced with nothing more than the clothes on his back and a vague recollection of who she is, Quincey’s entire goal is thrown off kilter. What was meant to be a summer of healing and, hopefully, letting the past stay where it belongs, quickly becomes an opportunity to set things right by rewriting their history.