There are persistent whispers from the past, growing increasingly stronger. Ever since Leslie suffered a miscarriage several months ago, she’s felt as though there’s more to her childhood than she understands—or can remember. Why are there no photographs of her as a child? Why can’t she remember anything before the age of five? On the job at a local paper, Leslie finds a small human-interest story on the wire service: Ruth Eden, three years old, kidnapped from her Connecticut home twenty-five years ago. It resonates with her in a way that can’t be just coincidence. Memories of a meadow, a car, a sense of trouble brewing and a summer-long ride. They haunt Leslie until she decides she must seek out the Edens and find out the truth. But when Leslie finally locates the man who may or may not be her father, she finds that there is no such thing as an easy answer. Janice Law’s poignant novel asks the reader to consider some fascinating questions. Which is more important—who you are now or who you were then? Can we ever forgive the people who’ve lied to us—especially when it changed the course of your entire life? And what is a family—a biological connection or a group of people that loves you despite the costs?