Eleanor Ross, 41-year-old school teacher in Houston, had overslept, and left the house without her coffee. She thought she was going to be able to arrive at work on time until a speeding tow-truck swept her off the road.
the next thing Eleanor knows, it's 1858 and she is in the body of 16-year-old Matthew, recovering from a life-threatening illness.
"As much as I loved movies, I was surprised that I didn’t miss television too much, but it would have been nice to have a few good books
and a laptop for keeping a diary.
And a real toothbrush.
And hot and cold running water.
And toilet paper.
And a refrigerator stocked with chocolate ice cream
and a variety of good to very good wines.
Sitting . . . thinking about what I missed didn’t make time go by any faster,"
she's sixteen. She's male. She's black. She's in 1858. We are experiencing a whole lot of contrasts with her.
Loving it so far.