"Michael held Clarissa's long slender fingers firmly in his large hand. In spite of the cold, she had taken the one glove off. She wanted to feel the skin of his hand next to hers. She had never felt so happy or so safe. Still unsure of her actions or how she would even begin to explain herself to Charles, she had no such doubts about Michael Darrington, no uncertainty whatsoever. She was in love with him."
Clarrisa Peterson had no idea when she met the handsome soldier, Michael Darrington, that their union would bind four people together through two wars, tragedy and ultimately, murder. When Michael is killed in action, his mother, brother, pregnant wife and her brother band together, determined to bring up the child who would never know his father. However, the bonds become suffocating as time takes its toll...
