The Dope Letters Pt. III for Bob & Sheri
I concentrated on bringing my baby into the world and shoring up my defenses so that she would never know about monsters like my dad. Howeve
The Dope Letters Pt. II for Bob & Sheri
When I woke up the next morning Steve had morphed from a ghost that I tried to avoid to a drooling, snarling monster that lurked around ever
Whitney was a Starr for Bob & Sheri
There were two things that my mom, Starr, loved – beating my ass and Whitney Houston.
The Morning with Her for Bob & Sheri
She was the missing piece to my scattered jigsaw puzzle. She brought all of my wayward pieces together. She made me whole. She made me her m
