Man, I love Mary Balogh. This story was a bit too religious for my tastes, but trust Ms. Balogh to make me a believer. Rachel is a rich heiress having her come out and David is a poor vicar. She falls head over heels in love with him, but he thinks she will be unhappy once she realizes what it's like to be a vicar's wife.

What a rollercoaster of a ride we go on with them from unbridled passion, to hurt feelings, guilt, embarrassment, pride, tenderness, quiet moments and service to others. All while the two characters grow in their faith in a higher power.

I want to believe! This is why I read romance!