In the immediate aftermath of September 11, Jake and Andrew tried, like everyone else, to numb the pain and anguish of seeing their home attacked. A year later, the hangover still lingers. Andrew spends his days on Wall Street, and Jake has given up writing fiction to cover sports. But now Andrew has a plan, it is a plan with no plan; ditch New York and hit the road, going nowhere. Jake decides to follow along, like he always has, but when their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, Andrew is forced to reveal the real reason for the trip: his father has died, and he needs Jake to come with him to the funeral. On the road and in small town Ohio, Andrew and Jake discover that sometimes you have to get lost to figure out where you're going.