When Minnesotan Lyle Holloway steps off the boat on the dock of San Juan La Laguna, Guatemala, she doesn’t know she’s headed toward both an actual landslide and a figurative one. Her arrival is meant as a surprise for her boyfriend, who is in the small town on a temporary work assignment studying soil conditions in the surrounding mountains, but before she has a chance to fix her hair and change into clean clothes, she overhears him with another woman. On a morning hike to watch the sunrise over famous Lake Atitlan she is swept toward disaster and the beach below in a series of massive landslides, more than likely caused by her ex’s experiments.
Her recovery keeps her in the small town, where the glut of American tourists dries up after news of the landslides. She stays long enough to grow attached to the people who helped her survive the landslide and the women who teach her to weave. She basks in the hospitality of the locals and her attempts to repay kindness with charity backfire in big and small ways.
Saddled with a concussion, mounting debt, tuition, and lost work hours, she struggles to get ahead or even back to where she was before the landslide. Raised by a strict accountant, Lyle knows how and why to keep a budget, but she refuses to become her mother. Every move she makes, every designer handbag or enameled skillet she sells won’t stop her downward spiral. After time away from her cubicle Lyle chafes at the return to corporate life. And she can’t escape the expectations of her family --- her mom wants her married, her younger sister wants cousins for her own children, her dad wants everybody to calm down.
When the small town in Guatemala finds its way to Minnesota in the person of a local minister expecting Lyle to come through with promised money for the victims of the landslide, Lyle must learn she can sell just about everything to keep from humiliating herself.