"Didn’t you ever have a boy hold you close and sing to you? This boy Eddie did. And he held me so sweetly. Oh don’t you know how that feels? Just to be held that way?” Connie is fifteen and it’s summer, a time of shimmering hypnotizing heat. Romantic daydreams and distracting desires, fueled by the persistent beat of rock music lead Connie to an uncompromising reality which ends her childhood forever.