PROLOGUE “Alva Jane, meet me behind the barn before dark,
I have something important to tell you.…”
I CLOSED MY EYES AT THE MEMORY OF JOSEPH JOHN’S face, flushed with excitement as he whispered those words to me—the words that changed my life forever. Beside the barn washed white by the sun, Joseph John had taken my hand and said the words I had been waiting to hear. His father had agreed to our marriage; he planned to speak to my father and the prophet that very evening.
I knew I shouldn’t do it, that it was wrong, but I felt a rush of such excitement and joy that I...