Parfois les bagues de fiançailles peuvent se perdre et se retrouver. Les gens aussi. Tout ce qu’il faut, c’est une dose industrielle de karma et la magie de Manhattan pour que tout cela soit rassemblé. Leah est une hippie New Age sans ressources. James est un chirurgien prospère doté d’un fond de placement. Elle est gênante, il est posé. Elle est complètement folle, il est bien trop sain d’esprit. On pourrait dire qu’ils n’ont rien en commun mais on aurait tort. Ils habitent tous les deux Manhattan, aucun d’eux ne sait changer une couche de bébé et ils sont tous les deux perdus… jusqu’à ce qu’ils se rencontrent.

Sometimes engagement rings can get lost and then found. Sometimes people can too. All it takes is a heavy-duty dose of karma and the magic of Manhattan to make it all come together. Leah is a financially destitute new age hippy. James is a wealthy surgeon with a trust fund. She's awkward, he's poised. She's completely crazy, he's way too sane. People might say they have nothing in common, but they'd be wrong. They both live in Manhattan, they both have no idea how to change a baby diaper, and they're both lost … until they find one another.

An artist’s retreat turns into a snowbound intervention. Jeremy Oliver’s on a one-man mission to forget, while Sarah Booker’s on a one-woman mission to remember. What happens when two opposing forces like theirs get snowed in together? Cabin Fever ... Fireworks, tears, ghosts, and maybe even love.

Jana is left devastated after her brother starts his recovery and her niece is taken out of her care. At loose ends, she decides to purchase a fixer-upper in one of her favorite areas of Brooklyn, thinking the work will get her mind off her loss and the intense feelings of anger and disappointment she has toward the family attorney, Robinson. But she gets in over her head and needs someone who can not only fix her roof but someone who can fix her broken heart.