Loving is believing. Ever since May, summer;s aunt and good-as-a-mother for the past six years, died in the garden among her pole beans and carrots, life for summer and her uncle ob has been as bleak as winter. Ob doesnt want to create his beautiful whirligigs anymore, and he and summer have slipped into a sadness that they cant shake off. They need May in whatever form they can have her-a message, a whisper, a sign that will tell them what to do next. When that sign comes, summer will discover that she and ob can keep missing may but still go on with their lives.