The wits at St. Celestina’s said that the problem with Cecile Rodes was that she had the soul of a social climber in a nobody’s body. There is nothing like being a poor relation to whet one’s appetite for wealth and status. She hungered for it with her whole being. The drugs made the ache of unfulfilled hungers go away for a little while.
THE FIRST time Myla was in rehab, she wrote an essay about how doing drugs was not unlike climbing Mt. Everest or cross stitching a sampler. She did it because she could. When she was wired, she felt a sense of definition, purpose and focus that would almost be religious if she were the spiritual sort. She transcended the ordinariness of her life: colors, sounds, and textures were enhanced and her whole being was magnified. She became super human, capabl
