Elizabeth gulped back the lump of nervousness in her throat. Before her mother had passed away so unexpectedly, it had been her intention to bring the three youngest with her to Wyoming where her betrothed waited patiently for her arrival. For over a year, Elizabeth had been writing Stephan Carey, a rancher whose letters filled her with warmth and promise. He was more than she had ever expected to find in the pages of a matrimonial column and yet he seemed to display everything she had ever wanted. Elizabeth's mother had lived a long, hard life, particularly after the death of the children's father, one year after Franklin was born. Priscilla Danvers had worked very hard as a chambermaid at a hotel to provide for her nine children but it had never been easy. Elizabeth had proposed to her mother that when she married, she would take with her Franklin, Ivy and Anne to give Priscilla some reprieve. Stephan had agreed to the arrangement, being raised in a home for boys. He had never known the benefit of having siblings and he was eager to start a family of his own. But do they both know what they're getting into?