Fleeing a desperate situation in her 57' Mercury, Mama and her 12 year old daughter Geena head south hoping to start a new life. In the middle of a desert in New Mexico, they stop at a gas station and grocery store, formerly a little white church. Parked in a 59' pink Cadillac convertible at the side of the store under the only shade tree for miles around sits a woman crying loud enough to break the sound barrier. The store owner, the mysterious Cowboy Johnson, steps out and urges them to help her. Mama and Geena, both being psychics who specialize in running away and appreciating land yachts, are hooked. The "Desert Store" adventures begin in book one with the gradual gathering of a group of lost, hiding out, secret laden, recipe holding, mostly psychic misfits moving into the desert store. When the store is full and running over with misfits, isolates and hermits, in self defense, William the Dude and Cowboy Johnson build a motel, restaurant, and gift shop, and name it Cowboy Johnson's Desert Oasis. The misfits build a life together, then each one moves on, one after the other, as time passes. But they return to the store each year for Christmas, back to the roots they grew together to celebrate and strengthen each other for the new year ahead. An old fashioned read, one to be savored; a story from an era of time rich in two lane blacktopped roads, land yachts, and the many roads leading to endless love.