Mary was a hunter, until she was not.
Form and Content
01/10/2011Three and a half shots of Jägermeister (interrupted by two baskets of fries and she’s lost count of how many coffee refills) into her combo study session and one-woman pity party, Rhonda gives up on reading about Caravaggio.
Undercover
01/10/2011This is not her usual thing. No spandex tonight, just low-slung denim and a man’s white ribbed undershirt. The reflection in the mirror doesn’t even look like someone she knows.
Fifteen Minutes in a Life She Never Had (Gold Dust)
01/10/2011“Why, Dr. Burkle, he looks just like you.”