Marjorie Wetherill always knew she was adopted. Growing up in luxury, she never gave much thought to that, other than wondering how a mother could give up a tiny, helpless baby. This only made her love her adoptive parents even more. As first Mr. Wetherill, then Mrs. Wetherill passed away, Marjorie was suddenly all alone. Going through papers in Mrs. Wetherill's desk, Marjorie came upon a letter addressed to herself. The contents of that letter spurred her on to find her birth family and see if they could have a relationship of some sort. Following her heart brought rewards she could not have imagined, as well as a peace she'd never known. All of this culminated in a place called Brentwood.