From the back:
and she was everything men dream of on
long, lonely nights….
She had it all, from the white-gold hair that
framed her expensive face, to the graceful,
slender ankles – and all those little extras
Even before she opened her lovely mouth to
sing, she had her audience entranced. And
when she sang, her low, smoky voice curled
itself around your spine, drifted slowly up into
your chest, and stayed there. And hurt….
She had everything- including big ideas. She
was headed straight for the top and she
thought she knew just how to get there….
But she was wrong. Because her big beautiful
career came to a sudden violent end – when