Everybody has a dream. Well, pretty much everybody I knew at Berkeley had one. Something to pin your hopes on, y’ know? Mine was to write the great American novel. Oh yeah? I know, I know…but seriously, that’s why I read American lit. And considering the stuff we’d been through that summer of ’99, I figured I’d enough material to write several novels. So that’s what I do.
Write novels, I mean.
Couldn’t have done it without Warren, though. Had his support all the way—once we decided to “finish what we started” the night we saw the last of Mommy Dearest.
We married soon after I graduated, and our first joint project was to coauthor a nonfiction work,
Since then, as well as running Eureka, Warren’s written a couple more books. Pretty serious stuff:
Next up was
That went down really well in the U.K. We were
Our second joint project, and most successful to date, were our triplets—yeah,
Spooky, eh?
We named them Jack, Warren Junior, and Helen. And get a loada this. At birth, Helen had a head of
Jeez. I’m trying not to dwell too much on that. For now, she’s simply our darling little daughter…
Anyhow, six months after the Mace ordeal, Mom met up with her old pal, Ben Dornay. They married a couple of weeks later. Ben Junior came along ten months after that.
Then Mom opened three more restaurants along the Coast; phew, that woman is truly amazing—she has
Right now, they’re enjoying the good life in Beverly Hills and, in the best movie tradition, are living happily ever after. Mom and Ben make a perfect couple. I’ve never seen Mom look so content—and that’s fine by me. She sure deserves it!
As for Mattie and Sheena—well, they got together shortly after the Mace affair and now live in San Diego. Mattie’s gotten her own personal security company, hiring herself out, and her team of bodyguards, to some pretty important people: Hollywood stars, government officials, heads of state…
Sheena opened up Movers & Shakers, a club in West L.A., a twenty-four-hour hangout for gays and other kindred spirits. The club attracts major celebs—incognito, of course—and I’m told it’s a huge success. As a legacy from her Pacey days, Sheena often stands on the door. Keeping her hand in, she calls it.
And yeah, Sheena and I get along fine—after all, we
Oh, and Sabre comes, too—except when his hips act up. Then he stays home and takes it easy. He’s just reached his tenth birthday—and I’m told that’s pretty good for a German shepherd dog!
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