If it is difficult for any boy to grow up both gay and Mormon, imagine the near impossibility of being both and also the son of an ambitious and fiercely patriarchal father who is from an old pioneer family and determined to be upwardly mobile in the Mormon hierarchy. The odds of making it to adulthood at all are overwhelming. Many such boys commit suicide or go mad in the vain attempt to hide from the responsibility of being outstanding examples in supporting, rather than embarrassing, their fathers. Near-perfect men must have near-perfect sons to reflect their worthiness. If the man is fanatically homophobic, that is a plus for him. But if the only thing between a man and his drive for high ecclesiastical office is a potentially gay son--

Johnny and Jeff were companions, in all senses of the word. They had been discovered, and the consequences were both severe and unalterable. They chose to stay together, and without recourse, friends and resources, that meant death. At the last moment, a friend appeared and saved them. They would remain together in death, but what would it mean if they were required to face life? Jeff's uncle Ho, who will offer them everything they have been so far denied. It is a fairy tale with two princes who could make of life anything they desired. They had faced failure, humiliation, and ostracism together. Could they now face life with the same determination and unwavering love? Could they make a difference, both for themselves and for others like them? Together they would now become, and it would be the hardest test they had ever faced. Once again, it would be love that would make or break their companionship.

This is the story of two young men put together as companions by Mormon Church powers in an isolated and largely ignored corner of Arizona. Both, according to dogma, are dual beings, bringers of the holy Word to the Navajo people, and homosexuals, monsters in disguise, murderers of their own posterity. It is a tale of their fight for self-recognition and ultimately, self-determination in a society that either ignores their existence or vehemently wishes them dead. It is also a myriad of other fights, other disasters between people, organizations, traditions and nature itself, swirling around them in a macabre dance of destruction and death. The difference between these unknown people and events and the world at large is scale and the essential things individuals have in their favor against survival of the fittest attitudes and realities: the ability to think, to analyze, and to make choices for themselves.