Banjo’s Daughters

My mom loved her 1976 boxy little orange 2002 BMW. She rarely let my dad drive it, which was fine with him. He loved his new Pontiac Grand…

Don’t be stupid. Someone might blow your fucking brains out.

Con•sum•mate: verb ˈkänsəˌmāt/ make (a marriage or relationship) complete by having sexual intercourse.

The day my uncle robbed a bank.

Dad may not have been a saint by definition, but he did his share of good deeds.

Happiness comes with a price: the realization that death is around the corner.

You gotta pay the vig.

I’ll never know how dad and his brothers lost their fingers, but in our family, you didn’t ask questions.

A saint and a sinner.

My days of working for dad.

I returned to school with few noticeable bruises. The majority of the hits were blows to my head delivered from the heels of the cheap…

I didn’t want to move to California. Why did my dad have to break a chief of police’s jaw? Couldn’t he just for once have exhibited some…

Life with my own personal bodyguard.

What is it about bad boys that make smart women stupid?