Hailey Campbell was raised by her adoptive mother in a home filled with unconditional love and foster children. Her biological mother, a heroin addict, couldn’t keep her; her father, a right-wing conservative keeps her existence a secret. And yet, in her day to day struggles of trying to deal with this kooky puzzle called her life, the idea of true love will never hold any priority. Is there really such a thing as the, quote, “man of your dreams”, your, “soul mate”? If her only comparison are the Neanderthals she seems to attract, that middle-of-the-puzzle piece will forever sit waiting for a match.
She attends an important gala, surrounded by expensive tuxedos and glittering gowns; and with a prideful lift of the chin, is contented with sampling the high-end cuisine and expensive wine—alone. A man? Why bother? Love? Who needs it?
No sooner do those pitiable questions cross her mind, when her answer appears from the midst of all those international dignitaries in the form of the most beautiful man named Manley. And despite the secrets he’s hesitant to reveal about himself, the meaning of love was finally made clear that night.
But there’s a challenge waiting for Hailey in Sweet Tea, Mississippi; population 700. That’s not counting the Ransom militia compound at the edge of town. And if she doesn’t get there in time to save eighteen month-old Abbie from one of its members, Sheriff Carl, Hailey will lose her behind those thick walls protected by the First Amendment and never see her again.