In bed. Naked. Her prescription bottles lined up neatly on the nightstand. Her journals burning in the fireplace.
We were once on a death tour of L.A. when we were chased off by the ghost of Marilyn's dog. True story. The owners don't like tourists wandering down their cul-de-sac to gawk at the last house on the left.
12305 5th Helena Dr.
Brentwood, CA 90049
