Rick Nelson woke up at 7 A.M. and stretched his six feet and one hundred-sixty pounds. At the back of his sleepy consciousness there was a vague pulse of excitement beating away. Rick shut off the shrill alarm clock and lay there for a moment,...
On the rough bunk in the tiny room, scarcely bigger than a large closet, Don Murray lay staring at the cracks in the ceiling, watching as the pale light of the cold winter dawn revealed them in all their sharp ugliness.
Another day. The day before...
She had just turned eighteen. Her marriage crashed. She was estranged from her family. She had little money. She had no job. And she was going to have a baby!...
The winding main street of the small college town of Bennington, Vermont, sloped sharply downwards as it reached into the clustered shopping center of the town. At the top of the incline and walking towards the stores—which were shadowed from the warm spring sun by...
Grant is a firm believer in hypnotism, Zen Buddhism and charm . . . Ann Blyth finds it easier to make demands over the phone than in person . . . I’m always surprised when I meet Audrey Hepburn in a delicatessen . . ....