When Chloe Cleopatra Taylor accepts Jesus Christ as her lord and savior, the last thing she expects is to start seeing her dead father. Patrick Taylor supposedly perished in a car accident on the way to the hospital the day she was born. Her own mother, Cleopatra, told her so. But Chloe can’t ask her mother about it. When they talk, all they do is fight.
Cleopatra’s affections are reserved for her cigarettes, booze, and abusive boyfriends. Cleopatra drinks to drown sorrows Chloe can’t fathom. Chloe has no idea that she could be the product of a nightmare or that her mother is trying to cope with a lifetime of unforgivable mistakes. Their relationship is a train wreck, but Cleopatra is still her mother.
Chloe has a lot on her plate. Between avoiding her crotchety boss, balancing her newfound faith, achieving her dream of being an author, and trying to fend off the affections of the persistent James Jones, she hardly has time to sleep, let alone solve the mystery of her “undead” father. But she doesn’t have a choice. Strange things start happening to Chloe, and Patrick appears to be the culprit behind them. She wakes up without remembering going to sleep. She finds herself in places and does not recall how she got there. She can’t dream and she can’t die.
Things don’t add up… but Chloe seems to be the only one who recognizes that.
The deeper Chloe delves for information, the less clear things become. With James close by, Chloe embarks on a journey of self-discovery. In the end, Chloe finds that she and her mother have more in common than they realize.