You've been alone for thirty years, but you've never been haunted. Until the package arrives.

Judith Vane is a book conservator who understands the weight of time. Her hands know leather and thread, paste and patience. What they don't know is that her dead husband has been writing to her from 1623, embedding artifacts of their life together into bindings that predate their meeting.

Each discovered book reveals another stolen moment — their first concert, their wedding, their daughter's birth — but the technique Michael used doesn't just hide objects in time. It borrows the memories they came from. The life Judith thought she lived may have been unraveling for decades.

When Emma, now twenty-six, receives a children's book that burned in a house fire fifteen years ago, mother and daughter must face a truth that exists outside the possible: love can transcend death, but the price is everything you remember of loving.

Some stories end when the last page is turned. Others begin there.