I, too, lived in the woods and wondered about the coyotes. But it changed how I think about everything. A miracle lover from the sky wouldn't've understood. I expected some echo of what living in the woods does for, and to, oneself. Nah. Standard Harlequin romance script. The other threads weren't even interesting. The writing was OK. Some of the technical descriptions were lush and alive. Didn't have the psychological draw that Poisonwood did.