Modern Screen (Jan-Dec 1960)

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r I AT 17 MY LIFE IS OVER The girlfriend really wanted to say, "Look, Errol Flynn is dead. The funeral was two weeks ago. He's gone, Beverly. Sad, tragic, heartbreaking as it is, the man you loved and lived with for two years is gone. And it's time you realize that now, and try to pull yourself together." But aloud she said, instead, "You've barely touched your salad, honey. Here I take you to lunch at — ahem, excuse me for bragging — one of the most expensive restaurants in Hollywood. And what do you do? You sit and look at your food like it was a decoration, a display . . . Now come on. Perk up and eat a little. This isn't on any expense account, you know. This is on me, jm your old hard-working chum!" Seventeen-year-old Beverly Aadland looked up from her plate, ik* "I'm sorry," she said. "I'm just not too hungry." 'Til make you pay for your share of this if you don't eat," her girlfriend said, laughing. -^X 'Til pay, if you want," Beverly said. She looked away. There were tears in her eyes. Her girlfriend stopped laughing and sighed and reached across the table for Beverly's hand. 'I was teasing you — " she started to say. "Hey, what's happened anyway to the gal who used to be able to take a joke and who could — " {Continued on page 79) Beverly Aadland thought she was