As a child, Sharla was quiet, shy, unassuming, and likely to go unnoticed if not for her striking green eyes. These eyes were the only clue she had to the identity of the father she never knew, a mystery that would continue to haunt her. Growing up, sometimes in the quiet New England suburbs in her foster home, sometimes in the rundown apartments with her eventually sober biological mother, she often felt like she was teetering between two worlds, yet not fitting into either. She struggled with the "other-ness" of being biracial, fatherless, and a foster kid, as well as feeling like an outsider within and without her faith community.

Sharla's compelling story takes the reader on a journey through her life on a quest for self discovery and long unanswered questions. She offers a vulnerable and unique perspective with her story-telling, coupled with her poetry, to finally discover where she belonged.