"It's a day like any other when Scott Treder first jumps forward through time. One moment, he's on his way to work, fingers drumming the steering wheel. The next, he's tumbling headlong down the road, his car gone, a dozen panicked voicemails from his wife waiting on his cell. 7:51am. Monday, April 13th. A blink of an eye. 7:52am. Tuesday, April 14th. An entire 24 hours, gone. This one moment--this first spontaneous slip--marks a change in the course not only of Scott's future, but that of the world. From this point on, at precisely 7:52am every morning, Scott inexplicably travels forward in time in ever-doubling intervals. First one day lost in a blink, then two, then four, until weeks, even years, are passing him by in an instant. Meanwhile, his wife is left alone to pick up the pieces of the life they once shared together, and, before long, Lyle, Scott's genius seven-year-old son, will surpass him in age. Because while his dad is rocketing forward in time, Lyle is growing up-graduating early, studying at Berkeley, becoming the foremost scholar of quantum physics, all in an attempt to bring his father back..."--Jacket flap.