Miriam didn't know what she wanted in life. She put on a false front to Frederick, her second husband at age twenty-five. She realized that any woman would be happy to have him. He was tall. Handsome. But did he make her heart go pitter-patter? No. Maybe she would give it time. That is what the people at the Mail Order Bride agency told her. And the more she got to know him, the more she saw a brokeness in him. And then there was his daughter. A little girl who resembled her own daughter so much. The daughter that she tragically lost only months earlier. But the questions remained in her heart. Is this where she wanted to be? Is this where God meant her to be?