It is only now, when I am certain I will die in two weeks, do I dare tell the story of my mother, and her great granddaughter….THORN ROSEMARY!
My stay-in-place therapist put it to me the other day:
“Don’t you think you have enough therapy? You are eighty-four! You are at death’s door. Your mother has been dead for thirty-three years.”
“Yes, but her scars and scabs are still fresh. She’s alive in my granddaughter the head of ‘The Rosemarys’ the most vicious biker gang – ever. Thorn warned me to keep my mouth shut. Like her great grandmother, she’s a porn star, a biker porn star! She will do anything for money. Thorn has a list. She’s determined to be more wicked than Rosemary who was a Tarot Card Reader for the mob. She had everyone at the Beverley Hill’s Hotel, enthralled. Movie stars dropped in to get a reading at her bungalow that was next to Marilyn’s.”
To be continued