When Megan Cormer’s secretive husband leaves her alone for weeks at a time to remodel a house, she entertains herself with thoughts of what the old estate was once like. Longing for the happy life she once knew, she dreams of a home and family she soon realizes she will never have.
Recognizing she made a mistake, she tries to make the best of her situation and works tirelessly to recover what is left of her marriage, but when she catches glimpses of an attractive stranger from the past she wants more.
Unsure of what is happening; Megan questions her own sanity and wonders if her abusive husband has finally killed her.
Will she pass through time only to be punished with the knowledge of what she can never have? Will the former inhabitant of the home find a way to protect her from herself? Can she protect him from a history he couldn’t possibly foresee? Find out in this remarkable story of love, regret, and friendship.
The seeking tunnel started immediately with what looked like little effort. Heidi maneuvered it as if she were born to do it. The others stood motionless staring into its center ready to take control of it any second, and I knew at this point they could do it. The rate that we were improving was nothing if not impressive. Even I found myself calmer and maybe even looking forward to the next time we would gather to form a tunnel. I had never noticed before, but realized, I could actually feel the pull of what we were doing in my arms as far up as my elbows. It could effectively be described as an energy that could only be created by the union of so many with a unique ability or gift, something much greater than our selves. A sudden sense of purpose inundated me—a purpose I’m sure none of us understood. I felt a sense of urgency for some rationalization or explanation.