“Nice.” Marisol swerved to miss the annoying car on the freeway. “What a jerk. Learn how to drive!” Flashing her middle finger as she zoomed by in her BMW convertible.
Marisol is an M.D. and a good one. She is known for being overly thorough, doesn’t leave the office until after 9 every night and is still single at 48.
A love of fashion is finally paying off as she has enough money to dress in the latest styles. Marisol looks like a complete success, but…..
A closer look reveals something else. Marisol is so careful, so overly hyper-vigilant, she can barely breathe. Her ‘corset’ is her inflexible belief system.
She longs to be loved but has no time for dating. The men she does attract are weak and needy and she is sick and tired of being their mother!
A control freak? Yes, and so ironic because Marisol, a true Scarlett, feels like the biggest fraud in the world. Sure she has a great wardrobe, she also has a ton of credit card debt.
Yes, she is the envy of the women at the hospital, they see her life as perfect. Yet, her nightly trip to a dark condo after work is a lonely journey she hates with a passion.