Eleven months after Lucy Quinn died of brain cancer, her mother struggles with hourly grief
while her oncologist father is pulled through a portal to a time of Noah and unicorns.
Dutton nudged forward, arm shaky, stick wobbling, and when the tip pierced the surface,
he was caught unawares by the forceful tug from the other end. He didn’t let go fast
enough, stumbling forward, falling into it with two faint words whispering in his mind:
Jess
. . . Lucy
. .
.