Imogene has never seen the sun. Gathering a plethora of descriptions from copious amounts of books has given her a vague understanding; although they don't do a justice for her. The mother of the seventeen year old has kept her in the same windowless room all these years. But the young girl needed to see the world above, or feel the warm embrace of another person; something she hasn't felt since she was a child. But when she finally surfaces, and witnesses the way some people act towards others, she wishes she could go back to her story books.