Barbara Francis
On the eve of her wedding to Clay Carpenter, MaryAnn Poole’s world collapses when she is told, 'That boy you’re fixin’ t’marry could be your half-brother.' Fearing she might be pregnant, she leaves her parents’ mansion to seek anonymity in Sacramento’s harsh Riverfront District. She obtains work in a dismal mercantile on Front Street. The year is 1901, when women living alone are looked upon with suspicion. 3