If you were to pass me on the street, you probably wouldn’t look twice. I’m just like you, only wealthier. I have it all. The kids, the family, the dog, a house on the hill. But what I also have–what no one sees in yoga, or at Nieman Marcus, or during the dreadful Ladies Who Lunch charity events, and perhaps most importantly, in the school pick up line–are secrets. Deep, dark, deadly secrets. |