Marvin Johnson had always been a good, upright man. He had been brought up in a very strict, yet loving, Christian home. His parents had made sure all the children prayed and read the Bible every day. Marvin never thought of rebelling. He loved his parents and he loved their way of life. He had wanted to emulate that family structure and ethos in his own home; for the most part, as far as he could tell, he had succeeded.

One thing that had bothered him a bit, down through the years, however, was the fact that Chrissy, his wife, just wasn't like his mother. She was a good, wholesome...