Daisy had gone to the Wyoming wilderness in search of inspiration for her art. She found rancher James Tucker, a man with the wilderness inside him. Their life together was close to paradise until their three-year-old son Jake disappeared and was never found. Her marriage in tatters, Daisy returned home to Connecticut, taking with her from Wyoming two things: her daughter, Jake's twin, and her livelihood, the jewelry she etches with symbols of Indian legend.
Thirteen years later, Wyoming wants more. Sage, now sixteen, has run away, and Daisy fears that Sage's thirst to see the land and father of her dreams is driving her westward on freight trains and farm roads. Terrified, her mother flies out to where James Tucker rides the range with a heart turned to stone, still scouring the canyons for Jake. Wary of each other, Daisy and James wait and pray for the safe arrival of their one remaining child. And they'll need all the strength and wisdom they can find, to learn that you cannot close the door on the past. In fact, sometimes, if you're willing to step through it, that door to the past can lead you home.