Frances Loughran was restless. At 42 she had everything that many women desire: a devoted husband, eight dutiful children and a 13-room house in the leafy suburb of Pelham Manor, N.Y. She also had a master's degree in psychology and a lively intelligence that was not being challenged by her activities as church volunteer worker and Cub Scout den mother. "When my youngest child was five and could cross the street alone, I saw the handwriting on the wall," she recalls. "I knew I had to do something."
So she got a job....
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