Tyler thought the only magic you could cook up in a trailer was meth. Turns out he was wrong.
When a stranger tosses a mysterious stone into Tyler’s lap, he doesn’t know what’s hit him. The rock is the sole source of magic in the known universe. That’d be awesome if he knew how the hell it worked.
Soon, hordes of evildoers are hot on his heels, seeking the rock’s power at any cost. Suffering from stone-enforced sobriety, Tyler would offload the damn thing if he could. But he can only gift the stone to someone of magical lineage. A gene pool contaminated by miscreants, troublemakers, and fools—and those are just the good guys.
With the help of a warthog and a ten-year-old girl, Tyler must battle against the circling forces of evil. If he can’t return the stone to its rightful owner, it might cost him his life, destroy his friends, and (possibly) end the world.