"When her husband, John, is recruited to be a big-time hedge fund manager, Marcy Emerson gives up her job, uproots her life, and moves from Chicago to New York City. But try as she might, Marcy is never going to fit into one of the supposed seven categories of Hedge Fund Wives- the Accidental, the Westminster, the Stephanie Seymour, the Former Secretary, the Socalite, the Workaholic, or the Breeder- especially when behind every smile may lurk a stab in the back. In a perfect world, John would have been there to help her navigate the waters, but in this volitale financial market. relationships have a way of nosediving faster than the Dow, and Marcy quickly finds herself tossed aside for a thinner, blonder model. But while living out of a suitcase and drowning her sorrows in cocktails, Marcy realizes it's time to get back up on her own two feet again... and fight for those things in her life that are far more important than money."--Back cover.