Ever since her birth six decades ago, Clemmie Sue Jarvis, a vivacious pig farmer, has lived on the eastern shores of Virginia, in the rural farming community, of Wrongberight. She knows every road in town, as well as she knows how to make chicken and dumplings or perfect ice tea. The previous four days of intermittent summer rainstorms have turned the roadways into one continues slip and slid. Therefore late Saturday afternoon, she travels with caution south on Flat Lane in her rusty Chevy pickup, held together with hairpins, bubble gum, and duct tape.