JENNIFER DUPONT

Jennifer DuPont was the definition was a perfect suburban soccer mother. She had a homemade granola bar recipe to envy, usually wrapped in wax paper and shaped oddly. Always snacks stashed in her car, always willing to set up carpools, to pitch in. She kept the house tidy, she smiled, she knew all her neighbors names. And she was pretty - after two kids, she had aged very gracefully. Long brown hair, elegant green eyes, and a smile that men and women alike would go to war for. Jennifer was, essentially, perfect. She was also the love of your life. Well, technically, ex-love of-your-life, considering the divorce. And she had the patience of a saint. Your job kept you busy. You missed more than you intended to. She just nodded, and delivered the news to the kids. You saw the quiet r