"Lark, have you ever had a woman?" No, he said but he had come close. "As close as we are now?" Suzannah asked. He shook his head and smiled

I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.

The first thing that hit me was a smell. It was a smell of body odor, of dirty clothes. But it was also a smell of blood and a feeling of...

"Miss Hardin, your skin is so dark,” she noted. Suzu answered, smiling, “That is because I am half Choctaw."

Our love story is less a bodice ripper and more of a Spanx peeler.

There's only so much temptation a couple of divorced, celibate grownups can take.

“What is that?” the child asked, looking at Gerry's tattoo of the pinup on his bicep. “That’s your Grammy,” he said.

I said sourly, “I used rubber bands to make my costume & you used Paramount Pictures." "You're still the fairest lass," my movie star said.

The Sin of Ghosting Parents: A travesty that has been instilled in a generation of children. L.A. Haute Magazine

“So, you’re an ex-wife?” he asked. I was so shocked, but I laughed. “Isn’t every wife an ex-wife? I mean, eventually?” I replied.

I pulled at my seatbelt but couldn’t get it loose and it was beginning to choke me as I felt water making its way into the cab of the truck.

My brother's favorite vice was injecting cocaine and that must have been some great high to be worth wrecking all the lives around him....

I'm speaking to myself, not you. You? You'll make it.

Flying lessons and surprise tattoos: I'm not one for exclamation points but this story is just full of them.

I painted a large canvas of myself on my Indian motorcycle...

I was already angry at him. I hauled myself up in the saddle and dug my heels hard into Mojave's sides.

“I never got your autograph," I said. He answered in a clipped tone, "It's on our marriage license." Touché.

“Is that your Lexus outside?” I asked her. “Uh, yeah,” she blustered. I held up my keys. "I'm going to carve the word 'whore' into it."

He put his hands against the door on either side of my head and leaned in and kissed me roughly pushing me up against the door with his body

“He becomes serious, he becomes dangerous. And that danger, my dear husband, makes women…shiver.”