Vicky Blair, R.N., knew her mother would never ask her to give up her job in San Francisco and come home if she didn't need her desperately. But it was difficult to convince young Dr. Fred Harlan, who wanted her all t himself. It was especially difficult since the trouble at home concerned Vicky's kid sister, Jean, and the boy she loved, Johnny Rushton. A descendant of one of Rushton City's oldest and richest families, Johnny had also inherited the family's streak of mental instability--or so his sister, Cora, wanted everyone to believe. She had a lot of people convinced--including, to Vicky's disappointment, Fred Harlan. Most important, she had finally convinced Johnny, who had told Jean he could not--would not--see her again. Vicky knew Johnny was not a victim of hereditary madness. She could prove it--in court, if necessary. But she hoped it would not come to that because the revelation that would "clear" Johnny would dishonor the memory of the finest man she had ever known: her father.