No Cider, No Cinnamon

Pia Kwan hates autumn, hates apples and hates that she has agreed to run her aunt's cider mill for six weeks. She has said, out loud, on record, that the annual Cider Festival is a giant waste of fruit. Then a batch spoils the week before the festival and she has three days to learn the press. Her co-manager Gabe Reyes has worked the mill for nine years and can tell a Macoun from a Honeycrisp by sound. He teaches her slowly. They press at midnight. They argue about cinnamon. On festival morning the press jams and they fix it in forty minutes flat. Pia, who would rather be anywhere else, gives a short speech about showing up. A cozy fall romance about cider, stubbornness and a season that refuses to be hated.