Series: My parents burned my wedding invitation to attend my sister's party instead—then a national newsreel of my $40 million oceanfront wedding played in their local theater.

Arthur Hollister finally managed to shove his way out of the Tremont Theater, his tailored coat disheveled, his face contorted with a mixture of rage [more…]

Late that evening, just a few hours after the reception had wound down and the last guests had departed, I asked Julian to make a [more…]