<DIV><DIV>Growing up a smarty-pants, fundamentalist, hillbilly girl in the 1970s </DIV><DIV>&nbsp;</DIV><DIV>By the age of twelve, Susan Campbell had been flirting with Jesus for some time, and in her mind, Jesus had been flirting back. Why wouldn&#8217;t he? She went to his house three times a week, listened to his stories, loudly and lustily sang songs to him. She even professed her love for him through being baptized.</DIV><DIV>&nbsp;</DIV><DIV>In this lovingly told tale, Susan Campbell takes us into the world of Christian fundamentalism&#8212;a world where details really, really matter. And she shows us what happened when she finally came to admit that in her faith, women would never be allowed a seat near the throne.<BR></DIV></DIV>