Peace? Clarissa scoffed. Peace was a fairytale. Love was something one could only dream of. Kindness and compassion were only possible between a mother and her child. Trust...impossible and dangerous. How could Jeremy ever hope for Clarissa to believe in such simple things as trust, kindness, compassion and love, when she had never experienced a day without turmoil? If he listened to his friends, he would give up and walk away, but for some reason he couldn't...even knowing they were fighting a seemingly losing battle. With three dangerous obstacles standing in the way of a future together, how could they continue to hope? Clarissa was from another race and culture. Would the people in town ever accept her, allowing them to buy supplies and live in peace? Even if they did, her father was a notorious outlaw. His gang could bring danger and devastation to all of them. And one spoiled, evil woman had set her sights on winning Jeremy for herself, willing to do anything to get rid of Clarissa. Suddenly, they weren't sure which of the three obstacles was the most dangerous.