They Tried to Mock Him by Giving Him a Blind Daughter, But He Gave Her a Last Name, a Home, and His Heart

of bread. Setting it on the counter, he said evenly, “I’ll cover her account.”

The mercantile went silent. The men near the stove shifted uncomfortably. Caleb—the solitary widower, the man who spoke little and kept to himself—had just spoken loudly enough for the whole town to hear.

Mrs. Tate sputtered. “Caleb, you can’t just—”

“I can,” he interrupted,continue reading …