Gerda Johns, exhausted physically and mentally by a demanding job, sat tensely across from the doctor. "Dr. Brown, I want a prescription for something to tide me over until I can convince myself the long strain is ended. Why, I haven't had time to live or - " "Love-?" the doctor asked gently. Love, Gerda thought bitterly. She had been too busy - too responsible for love. She knew she was ready to love, but she feared that love was not ready for her. Could the most unusual prescription that Dr. Brown proceeded to write for Gerda help her find a way to a new life?"