Publisher's Synopsis
Life started off bad for me, very bad. I was a high school nobody and barely graduated. My grandparents raised me after children services removed me from my mom's care when I was just a kid. My grandpa used to play in rockabilly group in the 50's and he taught me to play the guitar and sing. After my grandparents died, I moved out on my own. I even joined up with a 1950's tribute band and befriended an old guy named Big Mo who had sung in a doo wop band in Harlem in the 50's. One day Mo opened about his beautiful and talented cousin Ella Smith, she had been murdered by a cruel gangster in 1952. It was weird, I couldn't get Ella out of my mind after he showed me her picture. Then fortune smiled upon me, I got a job as a night shift forklift operator in a boarded-up warehouse that hadn't seen the light of day since 1923. I found a strange machine in a large wooden crate. This along with a room full of mathematical equations and theories, piqued my curiosity. The equations and the machine gave me hope that I had found a time machine. I took a leap of faith hoping that it would work, because I knew just where I wanted to go, to save Ella!
