About This Book
Dannie Kohan has her life mapped out to the minute — career, relationship, apartment, all of it charted and on schedule. Then one night, without warning, she wakes up five years in the future, in a different life, next to a man she doesn't know. The vision lasts only an hour before she snaps back to her present, but what she saw refuses to let go. Rebecca Serle's novel is less a mystery about what will happen and more a reckoning with what we refuse to see — about the futures we plan, the ones we're drawn toward despite ourselves, and the loves we can't quite explain away.
Serle writes in a register that's intimate without being overwrought, pacing the story so that the emotional revelations land harder than any plot twist could. The prose is clean and propulsive, and the novel's structure — two timelines held in deliberate tension — rewards close attention. What distinguishes it is the restraint: Serle trusts the reader to feel the weight of what's happening without spelling it out. The story turns on friendship and loss as much as romance, and the final pages reframe everything that came before.
