Escape from a forced husband didn’t go according to plan. A snowstorm, a country road, the headlights— and then I woke up naked, on an altar, among snow-covered mountains. And around me were the ones the new world has chosen for me as husbands. But joy on their faces is somehow in short supply. Clearly they didn’t want me on that stone. And I’ll also have to decide what to do with all of this.