By the time June Mercer reached the old Appalachian farm, she had nothing left but her baby, a duffel bag, and the hope of surviving one more day.
Her husband had died in a devastating flood, her family had turned her away, and her truck had broken down miles from anywhere.
With nowhere else to go, she followed an abandoned road through the mountains, carrying her fourteen-month-old son on her chest until an old farmhouse finally appeared beyond a weathered gate.
She hadn’t come looking for a new life.
She only needed a roof for the night.
She had no idea that behind those worn walls waited a mystery that would change everything.