Matthew Winters is in trouble. Everything he's worked so hard to achieve, is gone. One snowy Christmas Eve in 1932, he's offered a second chance. He meets Henry, the proprietor of a thrift store. It isn't your typical thrift store. The wares Henry purveys are magical. He returns home to confess everything to his beautiful wife, Anna. He convinces her that they can start anew, and use the timepiece Henry gives him to travel through time. "Don't ever let it stop ticking," Henry warns. In this mystical tale that marries time travel, romance and psychological horror, journey with the Winters across many decades to see what happens when you let love lead the way. A grotesquely beautiful love story that will test the hands of time.
The snow began upon his return home, and continued to fall heavily from the heavens, and he saw her in it, for she was as pure and innocent as the very crystals that fell from a blackened sky. The limbs of trees were heavy beneath the snow, and seemed to bend in response to the intrusion, like his own heart was heavy and staid. She would begin to question his morose nature. She would begin to unravel the signs in a Holmes-like fashion. He couldn't bear the thought of hurting her with his deceit, or the idea of burdening her with their financial plight. He preferred to perish in the bitter cold and seek absolution beneath the barren arms of the tree.