That's all it is. Sensationalism. Pure and simple. Well, maybe not so pure, but certainly simple.

That woman who was Scott Peterson's paramour has written a book. If she had any sense of decency about her, she'd go hide somewhere. If, perchance, some nosy paparazzo should happen to spot her, if she had a shred of modesty or shame about her, the only comment she'd make would be NO COMMENT.

And she's written a book.

How shabby.

Can you imagine the pain that Laci Peterson's family has gone through. And now this????

For shame!