In 1972, Jackie was twenty-two years old and had been married and divorced twice. After finally getting out of a turbulent marriage, she learned that her baby daughter, Jenny, was profoundly brain-damaged and would probably never walk or talk. When Jackie decided to take care of Jenny by herself rather than put her in an institution, Jenny’s pediatrician also told her to include a social life for herself. To pay for Jenny’s mounting medical bills, Jackie worked two jobs. One as a cocktail waitress on weekends and the other as an office girl at Cessna during weekdays. In spite of her sin and naivety, God patiently draws Jackie to Himself through Jenny.