All Pinky Harper wants is a full-time reporting job, a faithful lover, and a guarantee that she hasn’t inherited her father’s schizophrenia. For weeks, her daddy’s been talking about the two young girls he’s watching over. He swears the girls—one black, the other, white—are from the year 1915 where something they found in a flowerbed magically switched them into each other’s bodies. Pinky is sure the girls are her father’s most recent hallucination until she stumbles across a clue she can’t deny. From there, her investigation draws her into the depths of racism—past and present—puts her, her father, and the girls in danger, and twists her perception of reality and fantasy until she begins to fear for her own sanity.