A boy. A girl. A bookstore. Michael and Edie meet in a mysterious, mixed-up bookstore, where they bury themselves amongst stacks of books in an attempt to flee from the rest of their lives. Aisles turn into secret passages, snow falls from holes in the ceiling, desperate phone calls ring from tin cans, and tea kettles turn into crickets. It's a world full of illusions; illusions that give way to the poignant poetry of being young and a little bit lost in the world.