Women—who can understand them? Not Kelly Cannon. Even as Elder Cannon, full-time missionary and more attuned to heavenly whisperings, he just couldn't figure them out. Take Liz for example. Courtesy demanded that she wait until he was recovering from his accident before she wrote; but if anything could have made him comatose again, it was her "Dear John." Now he's back home, but thoughts of Liz still flit in and out of his mind. Of course Diana, Lady Di, as Kelly calls her, would be happy to help him forget Liz. And there's Shannon, a mysterious girl whose sadness is like an aura of perfume, ever present and subtly beckoning. When did her gentleness turn to cynicism, her faith to defiance, and her love for life to a wish for death? and why?