They had come down to St. Augustine for very different reasons. Zephyr Williams got there first, to work for the Granada Street Scrutineer and to keep quiet. That is what Zephyr was born to do and in St. Augustine, he thought he had found the perfect place in which to do it. Bookworm came there to become calm and to develop attractive creases around his eyes. But if that failed he could always throw himself into the ocean. Desperate for success after years of false promise followed by self-imposed inertia, Nikki Hart was certain that St. Augustine was the intersection of her late parents utopian village and Martin Luther King, Jr.’s beloved community. Instead, she found, well, Bookworm and Zephyr.
