Publisher's Synopsis
Castles are built one stone at a time...an Irish proverbHawthorn Village
Ireland 1840Miss Natty took a short-cut through the woods and walked into a disaster. Undernourished children stood over their dying mother. The husband soothed a crying infant. Natty took the baby and said she'd fetch bread and milk for the others. When she returned to the woods, the peddler's wagon was gone.
