At 40 Ana Ferguson represented the ideal wife, mother, and homemaker. A graduate of Chesterfield University with a degree in psychology provided her a small counseling practice. Families with children suffering from emotional problems relied on her for help. She provided specialized help for children suffering cyber-bulling. Ana's two sons, ages 11 and 14, kept her busy with after school activities. Her 14-year, son, Jason, played on a primer youth hockey team which involved a number of weekend road trips. Her husband, Eric, accompanied him on these trips. Eric also traveled for his work as his company's Vice President of Marketing. In recent years his busy schedule led to a strain in the relationship. Evidence of an affair involving her husband and woman in Atlanta provided confirmation of the worsening relationship. There seemed to be "No happily ever after" in Ana's life. This led to increasing frustration and hostility towards her family. This further strain...
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