Cindy's summer in Maine is divided between two very different young men. First there's farmer Ike Thorne -- intelligent but, you know, so vulnerable in his innocence -- who courts her over shared farm chores with profundities like ""old age is often sad"" and ""animals are fine, but I ain't married to any of 'em."" Then there's cynical, fast driving Mark (""his hair dark, his skin deeply tanned. . . wearing a pair of narrow-waisted jeans. . . he moved. . . with studied ease""), and as Cindy tells him, not once, but often, ""not a nice guy, . . . but great."" A few moments stolen from the Thorne family's hospitality lands Cindy in a serious auto crash with Mark, but even Mark's unrepentant bitterness and Ike's ready forgiveness, still leave that old question hanging in the air -- ""Are there men who are both exciting and good?"" Not in Maine, apparently.