Meg Clark has turned out to be everything her father and the people of her little North Country town of have been saying her whole life: nothin' but a piece of white trash. In an effort to hide her past and turn herself around, she spent her inheritance on the perfect little house with a white picket fence. Then something terrible happened and Meg got sent to county lockup so her fiancé, Jim, wouldn't have to. And then everyone started waking up...dead.
Good thing escaping from lockup wasn't hard. Now Meg is running, and the walking dead are following. In a last-ditch effort to find weapons to protect herself, Meg finds Sparrow instead. A tall, strange man with a quirk, Sparrow is obsessed with feathers and the only goal that's on his mind is finding an old barn on Route 37 with a snowy owl in its rafters.
Meg's headed to Kingston, where she and Jim agreed to meet if they ever got separated. But sometimes, crossing the border brings more than just freedom and protection and safety. Sometimes it brings questions that someone like Meg would prefer not to answer. And everyone keeps asking questions, including Sparrow. He thinks she's hiding something, and he's not impressed by her stories of the sins she's been committing all her life.
While Sparrow's the one who's a bit cracked in the head, it never occurs to Meg that she could be the one who's not remembering something. Like what really happened that day she killed those seven men.
