They live in the big houses on the pretty street.
But when Sabine shoots me a.
Women like Sabine Miller.
Through the sweltering afternoon, we single mothers don\'t mix with the other women-the ones with the perfect lives and happy marriages.
It\'s the fourth of July and the whole town is gathered at the local pool.
Not any more.
And to think I used to want to be like them, to have their money and happiness, to live and laugh and play like them.
Those other women, as we call them.
They live in the big houses on the pretty street