Friday, August 17, 2012

Q&A with Kristin B. Hodson, MSW, LCSW and Alisha B. Worthington, BSW, SSW

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ARH – Kristin B. Hodson, MSW, LCSW and Alisha B. Worthington, BSW, SSW are co-author’s of Real Intimacy: A Couple’s Guide to Healthy, Genuine Sexuality. Thank you for joining us today, Kristin and Alisha.

Thanks you for having us, Angie! We are thrilled to be able to be here with you and your readers.

ARH – In the book, Real Intimacy, it states you are coming at this from a Mormon perspective, specifically the Church of Latter-Day Saints. Is this book supported by the LDS?

Although we, the authors, are members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, we do not officially represent or speak on behalf of the church. Generally speaking, we are getting positive and encouraging feedback from our LDS Community and we hope to continue to receive that same support as more people read the book! Additionally, we feel the principles in this book cross all religious boundaries because human sexuality and intimacy are universal in nature. Christians, Muslims, Mormons and even atheists can all benefit from reading our book.

ARH – There was a little bit about an adult temper tantrum that caught my eye. What is your definition, and how could a person respond to that behavior?

We love that this caught your eye because frankly we often reserve the word and idea of a tantrum for those that are toddlers. However, the whole idea of a tantrum is an irrational, immature response to not getting something we want, having feelings hurt or unsure of how to effectively communicate a need. Adults very much still throw tantrums, they just tend to be more sophisticated and fly under the toddler tantrum radar because most adults aren’t (hopefully) throwing themselves on the floor, kicking, screaming and crying. Adults tend to punish their spouse by giving them the silent treatment, being overly critical, and being passive aggressive, to name a few. These are all in the name of not getting what they want, having their feelings hurt or having a need but not sure how to ask for it.

ARH – How do you suggest couples work it out when their personal definitions of intimacy don’t match?

First we would suggest getting in touch with what their partners idea of intimacy is. Perception is not reality so even if we think our spouses definition of intimacy is sex because they always seem to want it, this may be only one aspect of their overall definition. A good rule of thumb is, if you haven’t asked, you don’t know. Once you have a better understanding of what your spouses definition of intimacy is, then it’s talking about how to meet each other where the other is at because the real truth of the matter is most couples don’t have the same definition of intimacy. We have identified four areas of intimacy: emotional, spiritual, physical and sexual. We all need these aspects of intimacy with some areas being more dominant than others. It’s not a conversation about whose definition is right but learning what your spouse’s definition is so you can learn how to love them more in that way.

ARH – Do you have any suggestions on how to let your partner down when you just aren’t in the mood for sex?

This can be a pretty tough situation for many couples. How to say, “Not tonight dear, I have a headache,” without causing hurt feelings or frustration and/or resentment. And yet, it doesn’t have to be that way. Sex is an appetite and we compare it to “dining” in our book. Sometimes we are hungry, sometimes we are not. Sometimes we want gourmet food while other times a quick bite will do. Moreover, very often, we find one partner wanting to get a good steak, while the other wants a salad. In those situations we find ourselves compromising, willing to go to one restaurant over another agreeing that the next time it will be the other partner’s turn to choose. And, generally speaking, we are able to have this type of conversation without hurt feelings, resentment or frustration. We understand that our partner’s choice of restaurant, or type of food, has nothing to do with us, but is all about what they’re in the mood for, as well as that of ourselves. Talking about sex as you would your restaurant or food choice can take some of the emotional energy away once you realize you are simply expressing your desire for the type of intimacy you would like to experience as well as that of your partner. Saying the phrase, “Honey, I’m just not hungry tonight. I am still full and satisfied from our last encounter.” With the assurance that you will definitely want to “eat” again -- and soon -- can reduce the tension and create better understanding between you.

ARH – In the book you mention that people in their 60s can be having fantastic sex, and I immediately wondered is there a point where people are just too old?

We don’t think so because fantastic sex is all relative and we go through so many stages of sexuality in our life. For example, there was a man in his 80’s who spent 10 dedicated years caring for his wife who had severe Alzheimer's. After her passing, he re-entered the dating world and found a companion to share his life with. He said the sex and intimacy he was having was some of the best he had had in his life. His body functions were a bit different so he had to work with that, but he felt like he was still having fantastic sex. It’s all about not having a comparative reality. The fantastic sex we are having in our 20’s will be different then the fantastic sex we are having in our 30’s and so on. Older couples often report they are experiencing more intimacy than ever before because the changes in their bodies force them to communicate more about vulnerable issues which then increases their sexual overall experience. It becomes more about the actual relationship and less about just sex.

ARH – How does compromise work with regards to sex in a marriage? I mean, if people are at different points on the spectrum, how do they merge in a way that makes everyone happy?

This is one of the beautiful things about being in a relationship with another person -- there is never a guarantee that you will ever be at the same point on the spectrum. It’s beautiful because you get to work together to find solutions and compromises that will satisfy both partners. For example, say the wife has just had her second child and is trying to recover, not necessarily sleeping, and is feeling pretty out of sorts -- and definitely not sexual. The husband, on the other hand, is trying to be supportive but isn’t experiencing the same kind of physical struggles his wife is and hasn’t lost any sexual desire at this point. How do these two come together? This is where we often forget that intimacy is much more than just intercourse. We need to remember what it was like when we were dating. We held hands, kissed, hugged, rubbed feet, caressed necks and shoulders and even explored breasts and penises without necessarily having sex. Often, once married, that type of physical intimacy starts to disappear and we focus entirely on sex itself. Remember that there is a whole body to be intimate with can help two people come together who might be on very different point of the spectrum. You may not be feeling like intercourse is within your ability right now, but you could kiss and touch and rub. Opening our minds to all aspects of intimacy can help bridge those gaps.

ARH – I like how you talk about the honeymoon night as a learning experience. Do you think there is too much pressure to perform on the wedding night? My husband and I just went to sleep that first night, we agreed it was such an intense day that we’d rather wait until a better time.

Bravo! for giving yourselves permission and space to have real intimacy in your relationship and not buy into what society and Hollywood sells as what a honeymoon night SHOULD be. Yes, we do think there is too much pressure for a honeymoon night to be a certain way. This is also true not only for Mormons but any individual or couple that has “saved themselves” for marriage. There is a lot of hype around not having sex until you are married so the honeymoon tends to be perceived as the free-for-all instead of the springboard and foundation for a relationship based on intimacy, trust and understanding. Hopefully there is a lifetime of sexual experiences to be had and the honeymoon is just the beginning. Realizing your honeymoon isn’t an experience happening in a bubble, and starting your real relationship when you get home can help you set a positive blue print to work from.

ARH – You mention the benefits of Facebook and other social media in a marriage. When do you think it can cause problems?

There is a lyric by musician Ani Difranco that says, “Every tool is a weapon if you hold it right.” Social media and technology are allowing us to connect in ways never imagined before. Spouses that travel for work, that are in the army and overseas or have varied work hours can use technology as a fun, quick way to simply tell your spouse you love them throughout the day. However, when technology is used to look up an old flame, to engage in pornography in a secretive way or to flirt with a co-worker, it becomes a threat to your relationship. The key is to use technology in a transparent way keeping the question in mind, “Would I be doing this if my spouse knew?” If your answer is no, it may be time to ask yourself what are getting from your technological connections that you are not getting from your real relationship and what conversation or emotions you may be avoiding.

ARH – Kristin and Alisha, thank you for sharing your time and experience with my readers and me today. I wish you much success with Real Intimacy.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Morrigan Cover Reveal Contest

Welcome to the Morrigan Cover Reveal Giveaway, sponsored by Author Laura DeLuca, Mom to Bed by 8, The Sisters Elemental, The Whimsical Pixie, Crones Magical Crafts / Moonwise Creationz, and New Age Mama! This is a giveaway filled with magic and we're sure you will enjoy walking through the land of Tír Na nÓg with our heroine and all her supporters. To start off the fun, lets share a little about the YA novel, Morrigan, which is due to be released by Pagan Writers Press on October 31st, 2012!

Morrigan Blurb

Shuffled from place to place in the foster system, Morrigan doesn't know the meaning of home. Plus, she is different. She has power over fire, the ability to move objects with her mind, and glimpse into the future. Just when she believes her life can’t get any stranger, she discovers her true identity.

Filtiarn, a knight with a dark past and a surprising secret, has been tasked with guiding the heir of Tír Na NÓg through countless perils to be returned to her family. Once Morrigan has been reunited with her mother and grandmother, their triad can save the forgotten land of magic from being devoured by an ancient evil.

Morrigan Excerpt
Morrigan took out a white candle and a stick of dragon blood incense, and set them up in the corner of the room. She sat cross-legged, and leaned forward to light them. No matches were necessary. No lighter either. She simply touched her finger to the end of the wick, and with an iridescent spark, the candle flickered to life. It shone at first with a bright blue flame that gradually settled into a more normal orange. It was the same with the incense—another reason why she preferred not to have an audience.

She stared into the candle for a moment, and took a few deep breaths to clear her mind of all thoughts but those of the magic she intended to perform. Danu and Dagda sat on either side of her, instantly falling into silence, as though they knew she needed her complete concentration. Their energy beside her only seemed to add to the every growing sense of power that charged the room.

Morrigan closed her eyes and began to shuffle the cards. As she did, she allowed her breathing to become more even. A silence filled the room as the rest of the mortal world fell away. Soon the only sound she heard was the light thump of her own heartbeat, echoed by the quicker, fast paced beat of the cats’ hearts. She wasn’t sure how much time passed as the cards slipped through her fingers. It might have been minutes. It might have been hours. When she allowed herself to fall into a trance, time became insubstantial, irrelevant.

The tarot cards were so old; the designs on the back were almost completely worn away. She had to shuffle gently to keep them from crumbling to pieces in her hands. Yet they held a power that she knew no newer cards could ever offer. As she shuffled them, she focused her energy into them, silently requesting to be given the answers she was seeking. She allowed the image of her mother to fill her mind. When she finally felt the cards had fallen into the order they were meant to be in, she placed the deck face down on the floor, and cut them with her right hand. Then, taking one last, calming breath, she lifted the top card from the pile. With a trembling hand, she laid it down and read it.

“Wheel of Fortune,” she said aloud.

In the center of card was a wheel. As she stared at the picture, that wheel seemed to start turning clockwise. The movements made her feel slightly dizzy. The bedroom around her became more and more surreal. The scene on the card became her reality. The figure of the sphinx that sat on top of the turning wheel looked so very real. It might have turned its head to look at her. Its lips may or may not have moved. But Morrigan swore she heard a deep, resonating voice whispering the meaning of the card into her ear. Destiny approaching. An unexpected and sudden change was coming—change that could lead to good fortune.

It was the card of fate and karma returned. It meant that she needed to be prepared—to expect the unexpected. Morrigan knew the cards were telling her something was going to happen—and soon. Her destiny, whatever it was, was about to be realized. Even if it did bring with it fortune of some kind, it still scared her to death. So much so, she considered packing up the cards right then and there. Her rational mind had every intention of doing just that. The problem was, her hands didn’t get the message her brain was sending them. Before she knew what she was doing, she had already flipped over the second card.

“The Empress,” she whispered. She exhaled deeply. “My mother.”

It was the only interpretation imaginable. Even as she said it, the pregnant woman, crowned with stars and adorned in a gown decorated with pomegranates, turned to her and smiled. No longer the vague featureless stranger that was there just a moment ago, but the same woman she had sketched earlier that day—a face that mirrored her own. It was an older version of herself, which she saw in the reflection in the nearby full length mirror, had turned chalk white.

The Empress was a symbol of maternal power—of a strong feminine influence. But could it mean…did she even dare to hope that her mother was returning? She had never allowed herself to consider such a possibility. To dwell on something so unlikely would have been too painful. But now, with just the flip of a card, she found herself daring to dream it might be so. There was only one way to find out for sure. She had to keep going with the reading.

“Six of Cups.” The third card in the spread represented her past, and even her immediate present. The six of cups specifically symbolized childhood, and she was, technically, still a child. But she had a feeling that her childhood was about to end quite abruptly. The cups in the picture were lined up across a high, stone wall, each cup holding the memories of her past.

Her past. It was nothing but a childhood filled with longing—longings which were perhaps about to be fulfilled. She visualized herself taking each cup down from the wall, and pouring the troubling memories away. It was time to start fresh. A new world was about to open up for her. She had known it as soon as she had seen the image of her mother’s face. But what would that world be like? What was waiting for her in the future?

Morrigan turned over the fourth card.

“The Knight of Wands.”

The man on the horse carrying the staff had her baffled. Not because she didn’t know its normal meaning, but because as she stared at the card, it began to take on the physical attributes of the knight in her drawings. He had the same long dreadlocks, the same bewitching stare, even the same cocky smile. It was not at all the blank face that was nearly worn away from time that should been staring back at her. Yet, the familiarity did not cancel out the meaning of the card. The knight of wands was representative of a dark man filled with a kind of honey-tongued charm. He was also fiery and arrogant, a man with a definite possibility of a dark side. If the knight of wands was coming into her life, she knew she needed to proceed with caution.

She thought she was done with the fourth card, and was preparing to move on to the next, when once again, she found she had lost control of her own body. This time, her hands refused to move, while her eyes forced their way back to the knight in the card. She watched as the long-haired stranger began to move forward—wondering over various landscapes—some high mountains, some meadows and fields ripe for the harvest. He kept looking back over his shoulder, as though he were speaking to someone. He was on a journey, and he wasn’t alone. Morrigan didn’t need to see his companion to know who it must be.

So, her journey would soon begin, and she wouldn’t be traveling alone. She would have a guide. Whether or not that would be a good thing was another question best left to the cards to answer. However, the next card told her nothing she didn’t already know.

“The Moon,” she said. “Caution.”

It was a scary card. It warned of tricks and illusions. The two howling wolves that stood under the moon looked back at her menacingly, growling, showing their pointed fangs in a snarl. For the first time since she began the reading, Danu and Dagda made their presence known by lifting their heads and hissing threateningly in the direction of the beasts.

Even the cats sensed it. The journey she was about to embark on wouldn’t be all fun and family reunions. There would be obstacles and deceit, most likely from people she though could be trusted. The moon was a sign that danger was certainly awaiting her. In was an ominous omen.

“Shhhh.”

She hushed the still hissing cats, and gave them each a gentle stroke to try to settle them down, though she was far from settled herself. Again she felt the urge to stop the spread. Her instincts were telling her that no good was going to come out of this reading. That she was only going to scare herself. She should never have done it in the first place. When would she learn that sometimes it was best to just let life play out without interference or prophetic warnings? Then again, she knew that to be forewarned might be her only advantage. So with more bravery than she felt, Morrigan flipped over the final card.

“No…” she gasped when she looked down at the terrible, skeletal face. “Oh no…”

She should have known. She thought perhaps a part of her did know even before she glanced down at the gruesome scene—a skeleton with a scythe in a field of body parts. With the divination going in the direction it was, what else could be the final outcome?

“Death,” she whispered. “Death.”

She knew that in most cases, the death card was more a symbol of personal transformation than literal death. But a deeper sense of understanding told her that this time the card was meant to be taken literally. She saw only glimpses and shadows in her mind. Brief flashes of faces, some familiar, like her mother and the knight—some still strangers, like a beautiful, almost angelic blonde woman in a flowing white gown. But around them all, including herself, she saw the shadows of death. Someone would die. That was certain. Whether that person was Morrigan or someone else, neither the cards nor her sixth sense was willing to reveal.

Morrigan felt decidedly shaky as she gathered up her tarot cards. She placed them securely in the bottom of her bag just as she heard the door downstairs slam shut. The reading hadn’t made everything as crystal clear as she had hoped, but one thing was certain. She would soon be leaving on a journey—a journey that would undoubtedly end in death.

About the Author

Laura “Luna” DeLuca lives at the beautiful Jersey shore with her husband and four children. She loves writing in the young adult genre because it keeps her young at heart.  In addition to writing fiction, Laura is also the sole author of a  review blog called New Age Mama. She is an active member of her local pagan community, and has been studying Wicca for close to eight years

Other Books By Laura DeLuca

Available  for $3.99 in e-book format or currently $15.73 for print copies on Amazon.

The “Phantom” was a musical phenomenon that Rebecca had always found enchanting. She had no idea that her life was about to mirror the play that was her obsession. When her high school drama club chooses “Phantom” as their annual production, Rebecca finds herself in the middle of an unlikely love triangle and the target of a sadistic stalker who uses the lines from the play as their calling card.

Rebecca lands the lead role of Christine, the opera diva, and like her character, she is torn between her two co-stars—Tom the surfer and basketball star who plays the lovable hero, and Justyn, the strangely appealing Goth who is more than realistic in the role of the tortured artist.

Almost immediately after casting, strange things start to happen both on and off the stage. Curtains fall. Mirrors are shattered. People are hurt in true phantom style. They all seem like accidents until Rebecca receives notes and phone calls that hint at something more sinister. Is Justyn bringing to life the twisted character of the phantom? Or in real life are the roles of the hero and the villain reversed? Rebecca doesn’t know who to trust, but she knows she’s running out of time as she gets closer and closer to opening night. Only when the mask is stripped away, will the twenty first century phantom finally be revealed.

 Destiny

Available for only $.99 in e-book format or $14.95 for print version on Amazon.

Gabriella is a witch. The problem is, she doesn't remember. She repressed the memories of her powers years ago when her mother was murdered. Now, the warlock who was responsible for her mother's death has set his sights on Gabriella. He is determined to use her fear to turn her to the dark side of magick…even if it kills her. Her mother's spirit is reaching out to warn her, but even that she pushes away.

Desperate to save her daughter, the spirit finds a male witch–one that just happens to be in love with Gabriella. Darron is more than willing to help but the two young witches will have way more to battle than justan evil warlock. There are overbearing jocks and petty rich girls who get tempers flaring and often set Gabrielle and Darron at odds.

There is more to the story than Gabrielle and Darron could even imagine. There are terrible secrets to be revealed, battles to be waged, and lives will be lost. Only after Gabrielle and Darron both come to terms with who they really are, and open themselves up to the true meaning of magick, can they have any hope of fulfilling their destiny.


 Destiny Unveiled

Available for only $3.99 for e-book version or $14.89 for print version on Amazon.

Gabriella and Darron thought their magickal battle was over when they defeated the evil warlock, Richard. When her Aunt Donna seeks Gabriella's help in rescuing her catatonic daughter from the Dark Coven, Gabriella discovers that her cousin holds a power within her that would be catastrophic in the hands of the evil witches. Gabriella's coven sets out on a journey that may be their last. Along the way, they meet new allies, face devastating treachery, and battle not only the Dark Coven, but the darkness within themselves. When Gabriella finally comes face to face with the cousin she never knew existed, her true destiny is unveiled, and the fate of the mortal world is in her hands.

THE GIVEAWAY

And now for the exciting part! Three fabulous Etsy shops have created original works of art to go along with the Morrigan cover! Below you fill find the prizes they are sponsoring, as well as links to their shops in case you would like to order any of their wonderful products for yourselves.


The Whimsical Pixie offers an array of unique hand crafted items for thealtar, home and garden for practicing pagans and the whimsical at heart. New for Spring, The Whimsical Pixie has Sabbat kits, ritual kits and more to enhance your celebrations.



Paula from the Whimsical Pixie has created a beautiful wood burned tarot card box emblazoned with the Celtic symbol featured in the title of Morrigan. The box has special significance to the story. If you read the excerpt above, you will see that Morrigan is quite gifted with Tarot cards.   The box measures 5.25"Lx3.25"Wx2"H; retail value $26.99; tarot cards not included.


The Sisters Elemental offer natural luxury bath salts, cold process soaps, hand and body lotions, and other spiritual & inspirational tools to help you connect to the Universe. They hope you enjoy them as
much as they enjoy creating them! Much love and light to you and yours, ~*Earth*~, ~*Fire*~, and ~*Water*~ 


 Commissioned by Laura DeLuca to make something that will pull you in to the world of Morrigan, the main character of her to-be-released book Morrigan, we think that this combination will bring you to her world. A mixture of Dragon's Blood, Cypress, and Sweet Orange essential oils with
an accent of Hibiscus petals will leave you feeling blessed by the goddess and wrapped in magick. Created by ~*Fire*~ 


Using seashells from the beautiful beaches in Florida, I hand painted the Elder Futhark rune symbols on each shell. Used like regular runes, they give guidance for almost anything imaginable. The most amazing part about these is the connection to the ocean. They are infused with the
sea, and loving thoughts of peace and love from me, as I painted them. I believe you'll find these an amazing addition to your divination tools. And maybe even feel a little more connected to the ocean and it's life!


Mother Earth handmade cold process soap ~ very outdoors and earthy; made with cypress, cedarwood, fir needle, wintergreen, and patchouli essential oils and lightly colored with green zeolite clay. Get in touch with Mother Nature herself! ~*Earth*~ Creation: All my soaps are infused with positive energy, love, and made with 100% natural vegan ingredients right in my own kitchen. Approximately 4.5 oz bar.

Moonwise Creationz / Crones Magical Crafts 

Moonwise Creationz/Crones Magical Crafts offers Jewelry Design and Fine Crafts!

Inspired by Mother Moon and the divine feminine. Goddess Jewellery, priestess crowns, ritual tools. altar sets, charm bracelets. Pentacles,and sacred symbols, amulets and all things magical!



Commissioned exculsivly for Author Laura Deluca in celebration of her latest novel Morrigan.

This one of a kind jewellry set features bold and striking colors of Baby and periwinkle blues accented with pastel greens. Made with gemstones of sodalite crystals,and Tiara crystal beads and glass pearls accented with delicate silver filigree and celtic knot beads.The focal Of the necklace is a striking sodalite cabochon with a detailed silver celtic triquetra knot ,set on a filigree cameo frame.

The set comes with a matching charm bracelet, and earrings.

Retail Value of $70.00

Compliments Of Crones Magical Crafts & Moonwise Creationz

Denise Reid * Jewelry Artist



Author Laura DeLuca is also offering a signed copy of her debut novel, Destiny, a rose quartz pendant, three packs of incense, three crystal points, a clear crystal pendant, and a geode.  ARV: $50.



And finally, our two sponsoring mommy bloggers are each tossing in a $25 Gift Certificate to Amazon for a total of $50 . The total value of the complete prize package is well over $300! One lucky winner is going to walk away with all this fantastic swag!  To enter, just fill out the rafflecopter form below. Giveaway is open to the US & Canada, but please note the prize in is US dollars. The giveaway will end at 12:01 est on 9/28/12. Winners will be selected at random and will have 48 hours to reply to the winning notification before another winner is selected.

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A super huge thank you goes out to all the wonderful sponsors as well as the bloggers and authors who helped make this giveaway possible! We would also like to thank Paragraphic Designs for designing the beautiful cover for Morrigan!

Monday, August 13, 2012

Book Review: Hell or High Water

by: Joy Castro

Available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Synopsis:
Nola Céspedes, an ambitious young reporter at the Times-Picayune, finally catches a break: an assignment to write her first full-length feature. While investigating her story, she also becomes fixated on the search for a missing tourist in the French Quarter. As Nola’s work leads her into a violent criminal underworld, she’s forced to face disturbing truths from her own past and is confronted with the question: In the aftermath of devastation, who is responsible for rebuilding what's been broken?

Vividly rendered in razor-sharp prose, this haunting thriller is a riveting journey of trust betrayed—and the courageous struggle to rebuild. Fast-paced, atmospheric, and with a knockout twist, Hell or High Water features an unforgettable heroine as fascinating and multilayered as New Orleans itself.


Very well written and edited. I read this book without even one hiccup. Well except for the short people who had to smack my arm to get my attention. I stayed up so late last night because I wanted to finish it, not because I had to.

The main character, Nola felt like a soul sister. She had a few friends but everyone was kept at a distance. They did all appreciate that she could keep a secret. Considering she is a journalist, that's an amazing skill!

She loves the written word and doesn't like a lot of fluff language. That's the reason I suck at writing business correspondence. They LOVE fluff. I just want to get to the point and get out of there.

The story keeps you guessing all the way through. I wish I could tell you more but I can't. I can only say that it's a roller coaster ride. It's listed as a thriller, but I wasn't so much afraid for Nola as worried about her sanity. When the author described Nola's descent into depression, it felt familiar.

There is the thriller element, but it's also highly political. Highlighting not only the vast chasm that exists between whites and non-whites and the poor and wealthy. When speaking to the disparity between the races with regard to jail time, the old lady who used to watch Nola said,
"In this world, baby girl, there's no such thing as justice. You got to make your own."
When she starts interviewing people about the sex offender registry she finds a sickening disparity. Wealthy mothers are educated about the registry, and work like hawks to protect their children. The mothers from the 9th ward, have never heard of the registry and don't have computers anyway. Plus they treat sexual abuse as a reality, and while they won't tolerate it they also feel their daughters need to learn to protect themselves. (I don't think either is particularly healthy.)

I will give only one warning. If you've ever been sexually abused, this might be a difficult story. There's nothing too graphic, but the feelings and realities in this story are hauntingly familiar. It could easily pull some triggers.

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