I always worry about making a fool of my self on dates. Sandra says, "I often wonder if other girls do, too. And Mother says that even if I started five hours ahead to get read. I'd still be late. I always ask the boy...
I'm weary of imitations of Dean Martin with the impersonator holding a glass of liquor. . . . No matter what they—and I might say about him, I do have a fondness for Fabian. . . ...
"Paul was a boy who got every kind of music lesson he ever asked for," Mrs. Anka said across the table to her guest, Paul's best girl, Annette. "We only wanted his happiness — and to Paul, happiness meant music." Annette was listening, all attention....
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...