When, several years after the heart-rending tragedy Kelly Templeton inadvertently finds herself at the scene of her parents' murder, she totally understands why the one person who could have revealed the mystery surrounding the deaths chose not to tell-police or family. Kelly herself bears the humiliation and shame engendered from harmless teen-juiced sexual exploits being highhandedly exposed by a supercilious busy-body. And worse, the subsequent prejudicial judgement-a consequence of misconstructions created within the fabrication of cultural and religious bigotry. She suffers condemnation without trial, and there doesn't seem to be any justice or truth in any of it, or anywhere for her to be. Yes Kelly Templeton knows all too well, no good comes from revealing someone else's secrets.