A woman who was kicked out by her rich father at sixteen for taking up with a poor man ends up living on the streets with her four children after her husband died.

Steve Walton was far from thrilled when his butler told him that Pastor Morris was waiting to see him. He was tired after a long flight from Singapore and in no mood for the man’s lectures or pleas for support for the community. He had the pastor shown in and waved an impatient hand at his greeting.

“Get on with it, man!” he snapped. “What is it that you want this time?””Mr. Walton, I saw Susan,” the pastor said quietly, and Steve’s heart nearly stopped. His only daughter had left his house nearly fifteen years before, never to be seen again… “Susan?” Steve cried anxiously.

“Where? When? How is she?” “I was in Los Angeles, helping out a friend who has a mission among the homeless and that’s where I saw her,” the pastor said.” She was a volunteer? Did you tell her I’ve been looking for her?” asked Steve. “No,” Pastor Morris said gently. “She wasn’t a volunteer, Mr. Walton. She’s homeless. She and her children are living in a car.”

Steve found himself so dizzy he had to sit down. “Homeless? My Susan? Children?” he gasped. “I’m afraid so,” the pastor said. “And she wouldn’t even listen to me when I told her to come home.””But why?” asked Steve angrily. “She’s not with that loser anymore, is she?” “Her husband passed away three years ago, Mr. Walton,” the pastor explained. “And she told me she wouldn’t bring her children into a house where their father is despised.”

Steve Walton felt that old familiar wave of rage sweep through him. Fifteen years later, Susan was still defying him! He remembered the scene in his study, and Susan’s steady eyes looking into his as he ranted. “Pregnant at sixteen, and by the GARDNER!” he’d screamed. “Well, we are going to have THAT taken care of, and HE’S fired! You will never see that man again!”

“THAT is my baby, daddy,” Susan had said in a tremulous voice. “And HE is the man I love. I’m going to marry him.””You marry that man and you’re on your own, Susan, do you hear?” Steve shouted furiously. “No more money, nothing! You marry him and you get out of my house!”Susan had looked at him with tears in her eyes.

“I love you, daddy,” she’d said. Then she turned around and walked away. Even though Steve had set detectives to find her, no one had been able to trace her. “How many children?” he asked Pastor Morris. “Four,” the pastor said. “Three girls and a boy. Beautiful children.”