Introduction

There is a secret place within the hearts of women. In this cocoon, the words “politically correct” are as foreign as an Iranian recipe, kids are poster children for Emily Post, husbands come home toting red roses and double fudge cakes come out of ovens, not boxes. In the minds of these women, Norman Rockwell hangs alongside Jesus on the beige walls, religion is a social climbers arena and facades are brilliantly labeled as “positive attitudes.”

You may ask, “Where are these women?” We are going to travel to the small town of Carington, nestled in the bosom of the South and get a microscopic look at a few of these fascinating women.

Carington has one road in and one road out. Like the lives of the women, there are no “roads less traveled,” there is just one road and it’s well defined. Should you happen to blink or sneeze, three stoplights prevent you from missing the entire town. Now the local Chamber of Commerce has considered putting in a fourth light, down by the elementary school, but then there is the problem of having to wrangle with the Rotary club for extra funds to decorate the light poles, come Christmas time.

The catastrophic events of 9/11, child molestation, and the computer revolution have yet to reach their evil tentacles into this refined, southern paradise.

Or have they?
Stay tuned for the next episode!