MadwomanClove has spent the past few years meticulously crafting a family life that looks nothing like the one she grew up in. She has a reliable husband, two loving children, a stable home: so what if ignoring the stubborn tendrils of her traumatic past means racking up a little credit card debt or indulging in a light obsession with wellness? Clove is doing just fine. Or she is until a letter arrives from a womens prison in Californiaa letter that threatens