She'd had so much—now she had nothing Anne didn't dwell on it, but the pain was still with her—the double-edged pain of grief and rejection. It had greatly altered her; Anne barely resembled the girl who four years earlier had left her husband, David Metcalfe. He probably wouldn't even recognize her—especially with another name. Anne made up her mind. She just had to go to his house to discover if what she suspected was true....