Samantha Rose Bauer loves almost everything about her life — the sound of the wind on a prairie evening, the roar of a tractor engine at a sale, the chant of an auctioneer above a crowd of ranchers. She loves the way her father, Paul, dances to western music.
What she doesn't love is the way whiskey makes him sway, the wafting smell that comes from empty bottles on the pickup floor, or the glazed look in his eyes that is becoming more common with each passing day. She wants to keep singing their song together.
There might be a chance for her father to change. They have their trips in an old Chevy, their voices a howling melody echoing eight-track tapes. But even these can't stop the storm clouds on the horizon — a sheriff whose questions feel like traps, and a woman with dubious motives who has set her eyes on Paul.
As their life on the prairie sounds out sour notes, Sam cannot help but wonder: is there another song she might teach Paul Bauer to sing?
