High above the traffic's muffled roar, in a New York City apartment, it was past midnight, yet a light still burned low from a window overlooking Central Park. Voices could be heard coming from the library, but the room was empty except for a slim...
Eddie told me: “Something awful’s going to happen. I can feel it. You’ll never be Mrs. Cochran.” And then . . ....
“Those whispers! I can’t run away . . . and I can’t answerthem.”...
The little motor boat, riding at anchor in the bay, rocked lazily—as lazy as Tuesday and Dick, who were stretched contentedly side by side on the deck. The smooth wood felt good against their backs. Their eyes were blissfully closed against the sun’s rays, lulling...
If, at a country western show, you hear the emcee announce, “Here are two great young men who record on the Decca label and have had numerous recordings in the top ten,” you can bet it will be that talented pair, Teddy and Doyle, the...
The little red book which contains highlights from the thought of Mao Tse-tung is the most influential volume in the world today. It is also extremely dull and entirely unmemorable. To resolve this paradox we, a handful of editors in authority who follow the capitalist...
. . . and I’m Gonna Prove It. Witnesses? Clues? Plenty! Enough to convince all of you I didn’t give up Patti for my thirteen-year-old cousin....
You’re kidding? You mean you can tell from Photoplay’s quiz if you’re the type of girl Fabian goes for?...
Vernon Presley: “I wouldn’t do nothing to hurt my boy Elvis”...
