Page 75 (1/2)

“And you want to know soot in, closed it, and stuck his head out the“I only went out in that fucking snowstorood for my career”

“I knew it!” Pandy screa mama’s boy Henry warned me—”

“Henry? Henry?” he spat, tilting his head back and laughinga man”

“He knows a lot more than you do, Diaper Boy”

“You frigid cunt Hasta la vista, baby Nice knowing you” Jonny started the car and stepped on the gas, flipping her the bird out the open

“Fuck you!” Pandy screamed “Fuuuuck youuuu!” She ran down the drive after hi to yell until his car disappeared around the corner

Jesus H Christ, she thought,back up the driveway barefoot What a way to end a e With a “fuck you”

How incredibly…unoriginal

She went into the house, slammed the door behind her, and marched into the library

She didn’t care There was only one thing that mattered now

She knew exactly what her next book was going to be about, and it wasn’t Monica

And so, as she danced to the reat triuan to whirl First it picked up people—lawyers, private investigators, process servers—a whole Dickensian underworld of characters, each with his or her hand out

Then it picked up the press: ANOTHER CELEBRITY MARRIAGE ON THE ROCKS!

And then it picked up paper: endless requests for bank statements, contracts, emails, and texts And on and on, and back and forth about as or was not relevant, and who’d said what to who frohteenth century and the mind of Lady Wallis Wallis when she arrived in New York City, circa 1775

At the ti was literary or historical Itto tell Lady Wallis’s story hat had given her courage