Like my grandmother, I believed in karma, in messages sent from the universe, and maybe it was karma that got me thinking about my guidance counselor, Mr. Klepatar. He was spending the summer on his grandmother’s sheep farm after his wife dumped him, so it seemed like the perfect plan. Mr. Klepatar could provide the house, I'd provide the optimism, and the baby would provide the joy.
But Al Klepatar is shocked when the 18-year-old Raine Rassaby, a climate activist with a newborn baby, shows up at his door. He reluctantly takes her in and tries to get her to act more responsibly; but she believes the climate crises requires a new definition of responsibility. Two confused characters, wondering about their place in life. What do they owe the world? What do they owe their children? What do they owe each other?