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When an aquaintance sent me their used copy of Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, I'll admit I was skeptical. Isn't this one of those sappy Southern novels with the cliché moral "Love your mother, she's made so many sacrifices for you?" And, why are you sending it to me, a rare reader of mainstream fiction, especially the kind that coincides with a recent movie in a blatant strategy for publicity? But being bed-ridden with a friek case of lyme disease, and unable to drive to the bookstore to pick up any alternatives, I decided to give it a chance.