“History,” the Voices said, “is broken. You must fix it. Come.” That’s how it started. Voices in my head. Begging me to come, travel...

Everything Jamie knows about her parents’ early relationship is based on lies. Dangerous lies. Then there was the nasty question of Tristan.

Brett sat in the back of class, fuming. Tristan had gotten him again. Tristan’s blood! Why won’t he leave me alone?