The best remedy to a broken heart is to book a vacation on some random mountain. When I get stuck in some snow and need some rescuing, it’s the owner of the bed and breakfast I’ll be staying at who saves me. If I’m looking for a distraction from my last bad relationship, Rusty is the physical definition. Every shared conversation feels like a remedy for my pain and if I’m not careful, I’ll fall for another man. Even if something is there, this is still a vacation. If he doesn’t keep his eyes–and his hands–to himself, I’ll never want to leave.