A house burns. The woman stands on the lawn in a negligent nightgown, screaming for her lost loves. They flutter above the flames, soaring free, swirling with the smoke, unaware of her tears. As the sun rises, the bits and pieces of memory move west, away from the harsh new light. Beneath the welcoming fronds of a Californian palm tree, they find a new home inside the mind of a man in need of a past.