"Dream of your wedding day..." Momma had always told her. "Don't put a face on your groom just know that he is coming." So, Selah had done just that over the years as what few friends and family she had had found mates and settled down. When the loneliness would come and try to settle into her soul, she would imagine her wedding day and how Momma would walk her down the aisle to give her away. Yet in all those dreams... She had never once envisioned being given away the way she had been tonight Momma had just up and given her away But- in what capacity? Selah's historical mind went into high speed over drive as she shot another glance over to the man behind the wheel. Three millennia have passed since the Benjamites of Rock Rimmon have lived and loved upon the earth. Once sacred ties have long since been forgotten as the sands ebbed into time. The Rock of Rimmon is now nothing more than an old teenage hang out that has become a modern archeology site. Found amongst the numbers, of archaeologists and college students trying to uncover what legends of Rimmon are steeped in actual history, is a young woman who soon discovers that the tie that binds is the scarlet that now runs thru her veins. For upon unearthing the two skeletons at Rimmon's base that bear the names of Benjamin and Selah... The life of Selah Benjamin takes off in a direction that she would never have imagined It seems that DNA has now become the new crimson thread that has gotten her caught up and tangled within a new "TIE THAT BINDS..".. When RIMMON is REVISITED by the children of the modern age.