'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning; for there is no force able to resist it.
--Miguel de Cervantes
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Summer, 1942. The world is at war and the sleepy English village of Hemmel's End in northern Essex plays host to hundreds of American airmen. Ordinary boys, far enough from home to take a fresh look at themselves and close enough to death to take chances with their choices. For Kevin Maloney, bricklayer and part time rent boy from London, this all provided a rich new source of income. But what began as just a casual business arrangement with one of these visitors, an air force captain from Philadelphia looking for his first taste of sex with a man, soon turns into a heady affair of the heart. While in the shadows all around them, hid another army. For this was Hemmel's End, where in ancient times witches feared to tread and according to local folklore, angels mingled with mortal men.
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