“Father, I’ve been busy chasing my own ideas of what’s best. If Royal is part of your plan for me, please show me. Open or close the door on our marriage.” She covered her face with her hands and heard nothing but crickets chirping in the silence. With a ragged sigh, she added, “Please.” The following morning, she awoke with one thought in mind—persuade Grandpa to agree to her plans. Faith slipped into her light blue calico gown and combed her thick hair, pinning it back into a coil. Before she rolled