"It's odd that storybooks tell us about finding true love, but never mention the commitment to learning one another." 
"It's easier to just head for the castle." 
"The castle always needs repair." 
Born in the fifties only to be re-birthed into The Sixties where drugs, sex, and rock 'n roll can vanquish their childhood onslaughts, Marinda and Stacy walk the voyeur reader through their interwoven similarities of their juvenile memories in order for the onlooker to appreciate the choices they make when confronted with marijuana, LSD and alcohol. For some, what a great trip it's been, but for most it's a conundrum of consternation that fails to be resolved with a trip to the altar. 
Reconstruction is the prescription for two men betrayed by their country in an ambush in Southeast Asia, but who can get close enough to these volatile energies to assist? Dale and Riley return to North America with a new government design, and they need a little help from their friends to build enduring relationships that can go the distance; and beyond. 
Betrayal happens in childhood beds of security, and within government promises because all abuse begins at the nucleus, family, and reverberates outward into all areas of our conjure imaginations. What is the resolution? Certainly not New Year's an annual allocated timeframe when memories are saturated in an attempt to be forgotten. 
Like the castles in storybooks all human spirits require reconstruction. It is an ongoing process, but the process requires correction through understanding. Fulfillment of the spirit is the trick seldom achieved. Marinda, Stacy, Riley and Dale will attempt to illustrate through their movements out of their caustic horrors a method to build the individual spirit through trust. Now there's the trick!