Faye, Faraway is a fantasy story that features a happily married woman with two children whose one sorrow is that her mother died when she was only eight. While cleaning out the attic she rescues a cardboard box,  a box her last Christmas present from her mother was in. When she accidentally breaks a light bulb in the attic, she steps into the box to avoid stepping on the glass and is somehow transported back to her childhood landing in the box.

Yes, this is time travel, but Helen Fisher does not bother coming up with an explanation for how it works or why. As to the butterfly effect, well, in this version of time travel, the things she changes are necessary to bring about her future, so she’s quite blithe about it. Of course, she finds out some shocking facts about her mother’s death.

For some reason, she is more comfortable telling a client at work than her husband that she is time-traveling, so they work together to solve some of the problems of time-travel such as the rough landing. This struck me as ludicrous.

Can Faye save her mother? Did her mother even die? If Faye goes back again, what if she can’t get back? These are the questions facing Faye.

Faye, Faraway is one of those rare books that get worse the more you think about it. It seems like Fisher wrote this to make a point about faith and yet, I think the point she made is contrary to the one she intended. As to the book, this is one of those books that has the author telling us every last thought Faye has. It’s all telling, little showing, and I longed for a less indecisive, dithering, inane voice. While Faye was appealing at first, by the middle of the book, I really didn’t care what happened.

I received an e-galley of Faye, Faraway from the publisher through NetGalley.