Jillian's left, run away to San Francisco to try to make her own summer of love. Harry's left in dreary Syracuse watching the snow melt like it's sand in an hourglass. Once the skies and sandsh are clear, he hops a greyhound to find the girl of his childhood and current dreams. When he gets there, she's moved from the streets of the Haight to Marin County and is calling herself a "child of summer." Harry can't help but want to be summer's child too, but does all the love and sun really come for free, or do season's change?