There are girls who are born into stories that seem written by someone else — orphaned before they understand what they’ve lost, shuttled from one world to another, asked to be grateful for walls that are merely different kinds of cages.
Mary Whitcombe is one of those girls. But she is also the one who keeps choosing herself.
The young gardener tends his corner of the world with the same quiet devotion that Mary is learning to tend her own heart. Their love is brief and true and taken away too soon. But Nifora understands something important: what is lost does not disappear. It transforms. And Mary Whitcombe, stripped of everything external, discovers that what she carries inside is more than sufficient for the road ahead.
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