Not that we were strangers to the occasional well-intentioned misdemeanor, especially when it involved helping out one of our own.įirst, let me put this all in proper context. We're talking high crimes and misdemeanors.
The law and conscience aside, my mother-a true lady-brought me up better than that.īut as SuSu always used to say (before she became a law student last fall), "Rules are made to be broken," and boy, did we ever break them. I still can scarcely believe we pulled it off-a real Keystone Cops kidnapping, complete with security guards chasing me and a desperate getaway. Okay, with the exception of SuSu till this year, but even she has gone respectable lately. All four of my best friends and I look like the respectable, middle-class, middle-aged women we are. I have the ultimate mommy face and "comfy" physique. One of the nice things about being a goody two-shoes Buckhead housewife is that nobody would ever guess I'd commit a crime, much less kidnap anybody.
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