Catherine watched the sobbing woman in front of her. She could see that once she might have been called pretty, but Catherine saw the stress of life clearly etched across her face. As the woman sobbed, her thin blond hair fell around her shoulders. Catherine looked closely. She thought she saw patches of hair missing. Catherine cleared her throat uneasily. She thought this woman might be Meg, the writer of the somewhat hysterical email she'd received this morning. Meg's longtime husband had been cheating on her before and during her treatment for a brain tumor....