Two pregnant Amish widows. One house. Zero agreement. A huge mistake leaves Tillie and Lucinda under the same roof, with nowhere else to go. Tillie is rigid and organized, the kind who labels shelves and schedules mealtimes. Lucinda is happy-go-lucky, new to the Amish ways, and certain Tillie judges her for it. From the moment they set down their bags, everything turns into a decision that won't sit still-what goes where, who does what, even where the babies should be born. Chore charts collide with good intentions. Structure clashes with spontaneity. Lines are drawn on pantry shelves and, somehow, across hearts. They didn't choose each other. They didn't choose this house. But day after day, they must choose how to live inside it. A tender story of opposites forced to share a home while they're both expecting-full of sharp edges, small mercies, and the possibility that friction might wear down into something softer. Can two different women from different worlds ever truly learn to get along?
