"In the dying light of the day, through with my work, I leaned up against the side of the barn, the burnt-yellow sun setting before me on the western horizon. Some people sit around and watch them, saying how pretty they are, like the dying of the light is some amazing event. I seen it all my life and it don't mean nothing to me. Today's don't mean more than yesterday's. It's dying light. No more, no less."On a quest to find their young friend, identical twins Hank and Billy go out tramping one more time before they turn old enough to enlist. American hasn't joined the war yet in 1939, but Hank and Billy find themselves waging a different kind of war back home. With guidance from their old hobo pal, they embark on a journey to find their friend who went out tramping on his own. Could he be in danger from what Ezra called wolves, tramps that liked to take young kids on the road with them? As they make their way closer to finding their friend, Hank and Billy struggle with Hank's own spiritual tug-of-war. On the verge of adulthood and the verge of losing his faith completely, can Hank hold on to find their friend or like Billy remain faithful to the end?