"What sort of woman can walk out on a baby?"
Karen Lacey flinched inwardly at Drew Bridger's angry question. For years she had tortured herself wondering the same thing.
When eighteen-year-old Karen fled from her husband, Drew, and their six-month-old daughter, she never expected to see either of them again. But a chance encounter ten years later brought them both back into her life.
Karen hardly dared to hope for a second chance as a wife and a mother. If she became close to Drew and Holly again, she couldn't avoid the questions she dreaded.