People don't drive cars through buildings - that's what I used to laugh and say when I would see it on TV or in the movies. But then, then it happened to me. I wasn't in the car. I was in the building. And I lived. My unborn son lived. My father lived. This is my story ... my life after the wreck.

E.P. Huntington is just a maintenance guy for the GBT (Great Big Thing) and the other telescopes and labs at the National Radio Astronomy Observatory. An artist, a poet, and a novice astronomer. Janise Birch was all that until she disappeared. She left something behind. Does her last poem, her most ingenious work contain an important message for us all? Her cousin, Darius, his best friend, E.P., and her Astronomy Professor are about to find out.