The girl standing at the door took a deep breath, pulling her suitcase a little closer to her trembling legs. “My mama’s dead. He’s my daddy.”
Susanne Carson knows that she can trust the love of her life—her husband, David—until she discovers a strange, unkempt young girl on their doorstep, claiming to be David’s daughter.
Not that their marriage has ever been perfect—David’s decision to embrace the Christian faith has strained their relationship. Susanne may not agree with his beliefs, but at least she trusts him. Has David been hiding this not-so-little secret from his past? He wants Susanne to believe in God, but believing hasn’t done much to keep David out of another woman’s arms. What else could her husband be hiding?
As David confronts the truth of his past, Susanne must face her own moment of truth as her marriage is taken to the breaking point and the life of one young girl is left in her hands.
Miralee Ferrell and her husband, Allen, live in a rural community in Washington State. She serves on staff as a licensed minister at their local church and is actively involved in ministry to women. Miralee developed an interest in writing in high school and took honors English courses in college, but put writing on the back burner for the next thirty years while raising a family and helping her husband in their growing business. Two and a half years ago, she returned to the pen, publishing a number of short stories and The Other Daughter. Currently, she is working on the next book in this series.
My Review - This book has been on my TBR list since 2008 and I finally decided that I was going to try to start reading from that list more. Especially since I am constantly adding to it. Anyhow, I loved this book. If a child came to my door and said they were my husband's son/daughter I would flip. The way Susanne handled herself all through the book was amazing. I loved the ending. The uncle made me want to hurt him but not as much as the social worker. This was definitely an awesome book and I'll read more by this author.
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