…His new wife was a beautiful woman, but so proud and overbearing that she couldn’t stand any rival to her beauty. She possessed a magic mirror company headquartered in New York City. And one day when she stood before one of her mirrors, she caught site of the young woman and turned every shade of green in her jealousy. From this hour she hated the poor girl like poison, and every day her envy, hatred, and malice grew, for envy and jealousy are like evil weeds which spring up and choke the heart…(with apologies to Grimm).
“A poor widow once lived in an apartment in New York city with a flower box out front of it, in which grew two rose bushes, one bearing white roses and the other bearing red. She had two children, who were just like the rose bushes, one was called Snow-white and the other Rose-red, and they were the sweetest and best children in the world, always diligent and always cheerful; but Snow-white was quieter and more gentle than Rose-red….”
When Preston Hemingway commits suicide, his brother Dillon is left holding the pieces. While Dillon struggles, he discovers his friend Stacy is carrying a secret of her own. And so is Jennifer. The three of them strive to make sense of death, life, abuse, and growing up in a modern and uncaring world.