One gray afternoon—barely a year ago—a slim, dark-eyed fellow named Jimmy Rodgers stopped his beat-up convertible before a dinky cottage in a rundown part of Hollywood. He switched off the radio, lit a cigarette and slumped down behind the wheel to think. He had some...
Rafael Trujillo isn’t just another romantic fling in Kim’s life—this time she has touched the heights of love and excitement, such as she never knew before . . ....
I am glad to tell you my story here. There has been so much gossip, so much misunderstanding about what happened to Vic and me. We had a quarrel. He did leave: but the stories I have read made my hair stand up. They were so...
“Maybe it’s sad,” admits Bob Evans, “but it seems to be a fact . . .”...
Kitty Dolan, the girl Elvis left behind, asks . . ....
It is not good that man should be alone; I will make him a helpmeet for him.—Genesis II, 18 And so they were married, on June 7, 1958, Richard Egan at the age of 36, Patricia Hardy at the age of 26, in the Church of...
You remember her as Allison in Peyton Place . . . Now we take you on a journey into ...
“Please,” Marilyn Monroe said to the doctor, “would you say that once more, what you said about the tests?” The doctor smiled. His patient looked so eager, so hopeful. “They show that you’re going to have a baby,” he told her again, gently. Marilyn’s face flushed. She had come...
“God bless you, Miss Williams,” the woman said softly. Her cheeks were wet with tears. “God bless you—” Esther, tall in her high heels, tried to smile down at her and found herself blushing. “Please,” she said, “I haven’t really—” she reached out a hand to...
The evening was balmy and clear. The moon shone brightly on the Pacific Ocean as the waves rolled lazily toward the shore. It was a spring night, made for lovers, and I was determined to make the most of it. . . . Next to me...