Nora thought she was finished with Rabbittown, Alabama for good. But an unexpected tragedy turned her life upside down and she’s found herself back in her tiny hometown running the family casket business. 

There aren’t exactly a lot of prospects for a single woman in her 30s in a place like Rabbittown. Until Nora’s ordinary, casket-selling day is interrupted by a handsome stranger wandering into her shop and asking for directions—as well as a date.

Garrett Bishop seems like the ideal guy. He’s thoughtful, he’s kind, and he has a lucrative job as a logistics coordinator, for which he seems to have a passion. She’s not totally sure what “logistics” entails, but she knows it means long hours, lots of travel and urgent calls in the middle of the night. 

When a few of Rabbittown’s residents suddenly pass away—a heart attack here, a car crash there—and Garrett is spotted at the scenes of, well, all of the deaths, his frustratingly vague job description starts to become increasingly…suspicious. What is it that Garrett actually does for a living? 

He’s a “logistics coordinator” for Death. 

When Nora discovers the truth, she is unable to reconcile the wonderful man she knows with the unthinkably cruel job he loves. Will she ever be able to understand how he can do what he does, or will she have to lay her best chance at love to rest?