http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com Just another WordPress weblog Wed, 03 Feb 2010 13:24:56 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en "You've got to be kidding me." Oliver's mouth hung wide open as he held the check, rubbing the paper between his index finger and thumb. $250,000. River nursed Naomi in her lap. "She wants to invest. I guess the idea of a green shop-at-home catalog company isn't so crazy after all..." Oliver said ... http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com/2010/02/02/chapter-24/ Meeghan waited on the court steps for her bright-eyed young lawyer, Ellen. She knew it was entirely inappropriate of her mother to suggest hiring her baby cousin to work on her divorce case as a family favor but had been assured that her uncle, also a lawyer, would be supervising. It ... http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com/2009/12/02/chapter-23/ It was 3:30 PM when Dawn made it back to work. Her assistant handed her the standard late afternoon pick up, a triple nonfat mocha, before starting in on the agenda. "Macy's east coast distributors would like to meet with you about creating an exclusive line, here you go," she handed ... http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com/2009/11/18/chapter-22/ Lisa walked quickly, pushing her stroller down the broken bumpy sidewalk. She didn't know if her stomach was doing flip flops because of the pregnancy or in anticipation of seeing Thomas. The meeting with the separation counselor was in 10 minutes. If Dawn hadn't convinced her that these formalities were ... http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com/2009/11/14/chapter-21/ Lisa entered the apartment carrying a sleeping Grace on her chest. Somehow it was emptier than it had ever been before. Signs of life were everywhere; dishes in the sink, baby clothes and diapers on almost every surface, magazines, an abandoned cup of tea. To anyone else it would have looked ... http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com/2009/11/06/chapter-20/ River paced back and forth outside the Berkeley Small Business Administration headquarters before taking the plunge and plowing through the glass double doors. She didn't take more than two steps inside before loosing her footing and falling dramatically, arms flailing, on her back. The file folder she was holding flew into ... http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com/2009/11/05/chapter-19/ Meeghan sat in her black BMW in front of her mother's Inner Sunset home. She opened her hand and stared at the white pill sitting in her palm for a moment before pushing it into her mouth. It was almost 5:30. Her mother would be getting the kids ready for a ... http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com/2009/11/02/chapter-18/ Lisa's eyes felt too heavy to open. She could hear voices. "Shh! She's waking up," Dawn hissed. "Do you think she'll recognize us," River whispered, worried. "Don't be so dramatic." Lisa willed her eyes to flutter open. "Honey!" Dawn took her hand. Lisa smiled weakly from her hospital bed. Her first thought upon realizing that she ... http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com/2009/10/31/chapter-17/ Dawn slowly sat down.  She placed her clutch on the table. Lisa took a deep breath. For a moment she was overwhelmed by a simultaneous sense of personal power and vulnerability. Dawn waited patiently and coolly; five years of running an international company had gifted her with the most stoic of poker ... http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com/2009/10/29/chapter-16/ Meeghan rapped her short, nude fingernails on the cafe table. She glanced around the room waiting impatiently for her friends. Somehow she felt embarrassed to be sitting solo; it was as if there was a giant neon banner across the top of her head that read, "I''m going through a ... http://thewomenofchestnutstreet.com/2009/10/27/chapter-15/