Lucy had lived at the orphanage since she was a little girl. And now it was time for her to leave. She was old enough to make her own way in the world. While she had hoped to stay a little longer, a position had been arranged for her at the inn. She would be leaving in the morning. Where one door closed, another opened. A door that could possibly lead her to her family or at least a distant relative. With a golden sash (her only connection to her...