![]() ![]() Tomorrow was her first day as a maid cleaning for a rich woman in Boston. ![]() Yes, her baby would be well taken care of here. She knocked on the door and hurried away, watching from behind a tree as a plump matronly woman picked up her little girl and held her to her shoulder, patting her back lovingly. She’d come back for her when she could, and they would be a family. She didn’t want to give up her baby, but with her husband dead, and no family left, there was nothing else she could do. ![]() The young woman set the basket on the front step of the orphanage and wiped a tear from her eye. She’d meet him, and he’d be thrilled to see her, and they’d live happily ever after. There were no jobs worth taking for a young woman, so she answered a letter requesting a mail order bride. She only had a month before she turned eighteen and had to find a new place to live, complete with employment or a wedding ring. Tracy had lived in an orphanage since she was just a few months old. He’d just make sure to tell Andrew that his fiance was coming before she arrived. In town one day, he noticed an advertisement for a mail order bride, and sent off a letter.after signing his older brother’s name. He was only sixteen, but he understood that his family couldn’t keep living on bread and beef jerky. Francis knew something needed to change immediately. ![]()
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