Sometimes I hated her for the unnecessary risks she seemed too willing to take, not just foolish but ever so dangerous. I was truly worried, too, especially since I was nigh unto courting age and eager to attend Sunday night singings myself when all this treachery began. What would the boys in our church district think of me if word got out about shameless Sadie? “Promise me, Leah,” she whispered at night when we dressed for bed. “You daresn’t ever say a word ’bout Derry. Not to anyone.” Even though