She’s like a blank canvas, and just like that first day, I was reminded once again just how much she reminded me of mom. It was so uncanny the parallels between those two. Small-town girl down on her luck, running from a hard life and falling ass over heels into the lap of luxury.

Of course, mom had a bit more baggage, and as beautiful as she is, she was nowhere near my sweet-faced little innocent, but they were close enough in every other way. Life truly is stranger than fiction. ...