He can't wait to get off the island.

She can't wait to get there....

Josh

Good riddance, summer tourists. Although I'd love to celebrate their departure, I'm too busy planning the Harvest Fest at Applehill Farm while I wait for the new owner-an island newcomer-to arrive and take over. I'll make sure she understands the grass isn't greener on Greensea. Reasons? One: Tourists. Two: Rain. Three: Eternal darkness. Four: Slow drivers. Being pleasant to this newcomer while I hand over the reins as quickly as possible will be like ripping off a piece of duct tape from my hairy leg. Let's get it over and done...

Sylviane

It's Friday the 13th, a full moon, Mercury is in retrograde-and it's time for my luck to change. Farewell, evil stepfamily. Hello, new opportunities and adventures! After a cross country journey of ten days and 2,867 miles, I'm boarding a ferry to dreamy Greensea Island, headed to my late Uncle Don's apple orchard to find my destiny and search for my true happily ever after. Who will I meet? Will this be the place of my dreams?

Welcome back to Greensea Island-where romance is what ferry tales are made of!