"dried roses and love letters left by your bedside,
keep them safe and close to your heart."
She thought of the blind pig’s whiskey soaked floorboards, stale Lucky Strikes air, and the sweat clinging to dancing girls’ deco-beaded bodices. She pulled her flask from her boot, feeling trapped and in love with what was happening everywhere else — the woman revolution, the wild and reckless defiance of the law, jazz — trapped being a small town country girl playing dress-up.
Bootlegging during prohibition in the small southern country town of Austin, Charlotte is enamored by the era of her time and can’t help but feel that she’s missing her calling. Her courage and sense of adventure grows wilder as she sees a familiar face, a WWI veteran returning home from Paris.