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“But as I sat across from this man who had more passion than anyone I’d ever known, the air as electric as in a summer storm, I knew I’d surrender. Francis would be trouble, and trouble with him seemed like just the right kind.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“Now it was my turn to transcend a role, one that had been as raucous and meaningful as it had been disappointing and, at times, utterly heartbreaking. Wasn’t that the way of things? To play and to suffer and to find a way to hold your truth in your hands, and to live it the best way you could? Francis would say it was, and so would I.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“It was hard to live with Francis, but it seemed harder to live without him.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“We really were star-crossed lovers, wretched for each other and completely incapable of being together. Tears slipped down my face as the truth I had known long ago settled into my bones. It was finally over, really over, after all these years. We were destined to live apart, and I wasn’t even a wistful romantic type, but my Francis had always done that to me.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I burst into tears. I cried in relief. I cried for the injustice of being held to an impossible standard in my profession. I cried for the simple fact that my youth was fleeting, and that beauty did not endure. I cried for the yawning fear that gripped me when I considered the future.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I hated myself a little for it, for that need to please an audience and that yearning for sensation—pleasures, adventure, danger—at any cost.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I began to think that maybe we really were like Romeo and Juliet after all. Star-crossed lovers, forever in love but ultimately a tragedy. There was something poetic about our desperate need for each other.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I would never give myself over to someone so completely again. I couldn’t stand that kind of heartache again, not ever. It would kill me. Ava had shattered something in me that could never be fixed, and I had to accept that now—and move on.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“No matter what—no matter time, distance, or aggravation—he would forever be mine.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“I could forgive a lot when I listened to him sing.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“And yet, this was our way—to love and fight and struggle desperately against our insecurities and our own brand of darkness. It was a mad, addicting cycle, but I was wrung out. Tired of jeopardizing my career for him, tired of the bickering over nothing, of the jealousy, and the way he expected me to follow him no matter what. I was tired of it all, and one day soon, I would have to decide if I wanted Frank in my life at all.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“It was something of a problem, I supposed, to always look forward to an escape from my husband, but I wasn’t ready to do something about it.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“A wave of tenderness washed over me then and I knew she was right. I had it bad—worse than bad. I was in love.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“She was beautiful, all charm and bright light, and as I looked down at her, her eyes sparking with mischief, I knew I was a goner. Ava Gardner might very well be my undoing.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“She laughed heartily this time. “Better not put me on a pedestal. I like to run around barefoot and get dirty.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night
“hated being followed around by photogs; they didn’t respect a man’s privacy and they took a special kind of satisfaction in smearing me in the papers. I took a special satisfaction in introducing them to my fist.”
Heather Webb, Strangers in the Night