When James meets Precious Stone she is everything he hates: spoilt, rude and selfish. They are soon thrown together and as Precious struggles to survive, she discovers strengths she never knew she had.
‘Presently James spotted the owner of the voice. Sitting at a large make-up mirror, painting her nails. She was wearing a long, elegant dress made of shiny gold material, and her dark hair was set into a short, fashionable style with tight waves that someone must have spent ages setting in place. ‘You must be James’ she said without looking round. ‘That’s right,’ said James. ‘I am Precious’ said the girl, who had the manner and accent of a haughty Southern belle.’