Behind them stood two young women who appeared to have fallen from the pages of Vogue magazine. The countertops of deep brown granite were chiseled and polished. The circular reception area held a large round workstation of bird's-eye maple. Just for the record? Wesley needed therapy. And as it was on my first visit, the vast waiting area was packed. I was here because my husband, Wesley, insisted this was the only place he'd even consider receiving, as he was loath to say, therapy. Their lavish confessionals, perched high above the city, are, well, breathtaking. Within these slick walls reside Atlanta's pish-posh team of premier psychiatrists, psychoanalysts, and relationship counselors who specialize in the broken hearts/crushed egos of the privileged and renowned. W elcome to Saint Magnolia's Wounded Theater. Amazon Barnes&Noble IndieBound Available Now Preview of The Last Original Wife Chapter One - Leslie and Wesley's Present Situation
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