"No! It's not him!"
"I'm sorry, Ms. Hepburn but the man was James Dean."
"It's impossible! No, no, no."
"We couldn't do anything to save him. He was severly injured."
[hard sobbing]
"It can't be! It's not him. I love him!"
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The New Yorker meets Royalty
FanfictionWhat if back in the 50s, James Dean met Audrey in a diner? What will happen next? Would it end in burning flames, or paradise?
