Searching for the meaning of life is one thing. Finding it in an Arkansas trailer park is another.

Hannah, Max, and Krystal are thrown together during the robbery of a Boston coffee shop where a likeable barista is gunned down. Struck by how easily they might have been the ones to die—and confronted by their own personal unhappiness—they set out to answer that age-old question, "What's the point?"

A “sign” in some spilled latte foam points them toward Tibet. Unfortunately, the only Tibet they can afford is nestled in the foothills of the Ozarks. A madcap journey filled with misfits and misadventures leads them to people like Jungle Abdul and lands them in places like the Butternut, Kentucky Alien Abduction Site. Yet somewhere along the way, they find themselves, well, finding themselves.

Because it's the journey, not the destination. Even if neither is at all what you anticipated.

One intrusive roommate plus one unsavory suitor plus one new guy in town equals more than one agoraphobic war widow can handle.

In the second-story window of an Old Louisville Victorian, Claire sits at her computer all day every day, transcribing medical diagnoses to pay the bills and losing herself in a rich fantasy life to keep a distressing reality at bay.

But when a young man wanders into the courtyard below one afternoon—and then another afternoon and another afternoon and another afternoon—her reality and fantasy begin to merge in a way that's most unsettling.

But not entirely unpleasant...

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