Juel Jones could play a guitar the first time she picked one up, but nobody ever knew. A beautiful girl from a troubled family, she gets lost in the world at an early age and sells herself for money. Living in a dingy motel, barely nineteen years old, she writes the first two verses of a song that will one day be heard by the world. Her audience, a stray yellow cat.
Working in a massage parlor a thousand miles from home, Juel sets out hitchhiking in a fit of anger when along comes Sammy Reed. Twenty-one the day the story begins, Sammy is drifting through life in the aftermath of an unthinkable family tragedy, California bound from North Carolina in a windowless 69 Camaro.
Over the next six months and several thousand miles, ‘things happen’ in the lives of these two beautiful losers that can’t be logically explained. Things such as the song and its incredible, mysterious journey from the back of a brown paper sack to a number one hit.
As the writer of this story I attempt to raise a number of interesting possibilities. The characters I use and the things they do, and say, will offend some people, I know. In their defense I’d simply say that I personally believe God meant everybody to matter. Everybody.