Some things are only visible thirty years later. Wren Alridge restores other people's home movies for a living. Its the one thing she's good at-turning light that fell on a strip of film decades ago into something a family can watch and cry about. She has to be good at it. Its the only kind of memory she has access to. Because Wren doesn't remember anything before she was nine years old.Not the woods she was found walking out of, barefoot, in 1995. Not the mother who vanished into them and was never found. Not one single day of the life she lived before that road. Then a wealthy family hires her to restore forty years of there home movies-and in nine seconds of the Forth of July reel from 1998, she finds her mother alive. Three years after the funeral no one ever had. The film wasnt supposed to survive. Someone spliced her mother out of every reel in the collection, and when Wren goes looking for what's missing, she finds alot more than one splice: a mountain ninety minutes away, a shuttered children's home, and thirty five years of silence bought one envelope at a time. What's hidden in the reel isn't a ghost. Its evidence. And the only person who can read it - frame by frame, with the patience of someone who has spent her whole career looking at what other people couldn't bear to- is the one person in it was never meant to reach. NNine Seconds is a psychological thriller about the memories we lose, the ones were not given back, and the one frame of film that can undo thirty years of silence- from Andrew J. Harris , Author of The Drowned Deed.
