Certain struggles never end.

The more love I craved, the more distant and abusive he grew. The role I longed to play was never written into Ryan's script: daughter.

I never dreamed that shooting a film would be so hard. There was less regulation then of child actors' hours. Even the concept of acting confused me.

Ryan is my bridge to the past, to memories that lose some of their sting when he recounts them.

Ryan finally came to my rescue. He'd thought working together in Paper Moon would help us bond.

Paper Moon didn't bring me love.