Sirrah Winters is sixteen years old, old enough to know that she is different from her siblings with her dark skin. She is old enough to understand what the strangers on the streets are whispering. Old enough to know the meaning behind her "friend's" teasing. Maybe that's why she begins sheltering herself, becoming more and more introverted. She knows what people think when they see that her siblings are a different color than her. Or could it all be in her mind?