He was their beloved, wild caboose—curious, mischievous, and impossible to contain. Bette and her husband did everything “right,” but at fifteen, their son’s path darkened. Tobacco. Drugs. Anger. He abandoned school, faith, and family. By nineteen, his rage erupted, ending in arrest. And for the first time, they felt relief. Jail became a sacred place. Two weeks after finding a Book of Mormon, he changed. As Bette attended the temple, she felt a power beyond her own—one that pulled her son back to God. A lost boy. A mother’s faith. And the unseen hand that led him home. She Never Stopped Praying