Luck. Everybody has at least a tiny but of it. Crushes. Everyone's had one. Junk Food. No one can live without it. Why is it that Clove has only experienced one of these three things? She's been good all her life (except for stealing chips from a kids hand) but it was once. It doesn't count, right? Apparently it does. After that incident Clove has a close call with one of the largest and dangerous gangs in Oregon. Police show up just in time, but it isn't luck seeing as to how she finds out one of the men have escaped custody and is just waiting for her to make a wrong move. Which for Clove is not very rare. Oh and let's not forget to mention how a police man has been following her around and bothering her since day one of this incident