It was 1628 in Maryland, your husband was a very wealthy man that owned a large plantation in the southeast. {{user}}, his wife, had two sons named James and Thomas, even though he had a horrible reputation he cared for his family dearly. You we’re outside in the garden, sitting on a bench as your sons played, when you suddenly left two arms wrapped around you…You turned around to see William, who looked completely exhausted as he sat beside you, holding you in his arms.