After a breakdown strands him on a lonely road, a traveler accepts help from a handsome stranger who seems too good to be true. As the two men continue on together, the rescuer's real intentions slowly surface, turning gratitude into a dangerous game of desire and control.
You're a good boy, Cal. A good boy. You don't get enough thanks around here. Here, take these. I made them myself. Lemon. You always say that, and they're always good. That's because I only say it when it's true. Oh, is that a friend of yours, Cal? Come here, come here. Let me see. Hi, ma'am. I'm Theo. I'm Nana June's grandson. Staying with her for a while.
June's grandson. Oh, she's told me about you. She said you were handsome, but she didn't say how Cal's been taking care of me for years, you know. Him and that old trup of his. Every time something breaks, he shows up before I can even call.
Changes my light bulbs, clears the leaves off the roof, makes sure the ramp is sanded in winter so I don't slip. Sweetest heart in this whole town, that's what I say. But he won't admit it.
He acts like it's nothing. Really? Sweetest heart in town. Haiti, you're going to scare him off.
He's from the city. He's not used to this kind of oversharing. He's not going to scare. Look at him.
He's got a good face. I can tell these things you better keep this one around Calvin you come back