I'm surprised at how enjoyable this story was, given that it's written in a kind of older fable-esque kind of way, and also you pretty much know the end given, well, the title. But the story itself feels timeless, Keturah as a protagonist was utterly endearing and relateable (to the extent that I can relate to a hopeless romantic whose greatest wish is to marry her true love). But as much as the clichéd aspects of the story would usually make me roll my eyes, I didn't, because I couldn't. The story itself is just too heartwarming.