"I can't really remember much before I was four," I admitted, shrugging my shoulders. "Four seems to be where I stop." He nodded, digging his teeth into his lower lip as he stepped in front of the window, as if to protect us both from someone looking in. "I'm going to tell you the truth, Blue, and you've got to promise not to freak out." And it was at that point that I realised. I was most definitely going to freak out. [cover by _Tantalicious_]

Remember science class and looking at a piece of onion skin under the microscope? It's still onion skin, but it appears completely different when you look it in a different light. People can be like that too. A little boy finds out that his relationship with his grandfather is not exactly what he had thought.

What if we were all connected in some way? Across time? Across space?