Michael Kerrigan is a good kid… Never been in trouble with the police. Loves running track. Has a good job writing obituaries for the local newspaper. All of that changes during a random drug sweep at his school. Four joints were found in his locker and, though the principal is sure they aren’t Michael’s, Michael refuses to place the blame on anyone else. Were they really his? Is he just covering for a friend? And how will this effect the rest of his life?