Her sister is playing matchmaker.
Deborah doesn't want another husband. She's newly widowed and she's pregnant. Besides, another man could never compare with her late husband.
Deborah's words to her sister fall on deaf ears. She is so absorbed in her new hobby that she takes no notice.
Will her sister be so busy matching others that she cannot see her own perfect match is right under her nose?
Does a visit from a stranger cause Deborah to believe that true love can happen twice in one lifetime?