We Are Not Here
Spring, 2019
Her Cult-movie character was killed off, but she lives on. There I am, 24 years old, playing 18, a young 18, emerging from the lake in just T-shirt and panties. I will be murdered soon. I am sitting next to my murderer. His name is Charlie Mooks, which is an ideal name for a murderer but a terrible name for an actor. Charlie hugged me when he saw me even though I haven’t seen Charlie in decades. But we are bonded by that knife across my throat. Charlie’s still huge, with more belly and less ch...
