Struggling to feed their teeming brood and keep beer in the icebox as the country endures the Great Depression, the Dabneys have not forgotten that their run-down farm once numbered among the South's richest tobacco plantations. Still, they never expected the obligations of their ancestors to become their own-until the arrival of an aged black man. He has walked all the way from Alabama with little more than the clothes on his back, a stick in his hand, and one last wish in his heart.