While their husbands are out making money, making deals, and making . . . whatever, the trophy wives of New Falls are slipping not so quietly into middle age. Lauren, Bridget, Dana, and Caroline pretend to each other that their only problems are parties, plastic surgery, and which Mikimotos to buy. But behind the closed doors of their gracious homes there are broken hearts and broken promises . . . the stuff that gossip is made of.
And the newest dish du jour is a whopper! The husband of one of their oldest friends, who dumped his wife for a newer model--a sexier, flashier, sleeker hairdresser--is found dead, his ex-wife, Kitty, standing over him . . . holding the smoking gun.
Kitty claims she's innocent, and there are plenty of women around town who might want the rat dead. Now it's up to the women to discover where in their high-priced suburb a killer is hiding, and which good little wife has done something very, very wicked.
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While their husbands are out making money, making deals, and making . . . whatever, the trophy wives of New Falls are slipping not so quietly into middle age. Lauren, Bridget, Dana, and Caroline pretend to each other that their only problems are parties, plastic surgery, and which Mikimotos to buy. But behind the closed doors of their gracious homes there are broken hearts and broken promises . . . the stuff that gossip is made of.
And the newest dish du jour is a whopper! The husband of one of their oldest friends, who dumped his wife for a newer model--a sexier, flashier, sleeker hairdresser--is found dead, his ex-wife, Kitty, standing over him . . . holding the smoking gun.
Kitty claims she's innocent, and there are plenty of women around town who might want the rat dead. Now it's up to the women to discover where in their high-priced suburb a killer is hiding, and which good little wife has done something very, very wicked.
