I have always thought Sally Field was amazing. She is an actress of legendary caliber. In addition, the 76-year-old has a long history of on-screen romances.
As a result, she has received her fair share of kisses on TV. Though at first she was reluctant to reveal whose costar it was with, she finally revealed which has been the worst.
Sally Field, regarded as one of the most gifted and adaptable actors of her generation, has had an incredible Hollywood career. Her legendary roles in a number of movies and television shows have won us over.
She gave an amazing performance in Steel Magnolias, for instance, and the funeral scene is something I will always remember.Sally portrayed a woman torn by love, disappointment, hatred, and loss, and she did a fantastic job at it.
She is, of course, also well-known for her parts in popular television shows and films, including Erin Brockovich, The Flying Nun, Gidget, Forrest Gump, and Sweet and the Bandit.
However, her early years were everything but idyllic. Sally claimed in her memoirs that she was abused by her stepfather and that, when she was seventeen, she had a covert abortion.
Still, she proved to be such a kind, modest person.
As of right now, Sally is still going to work every day. In the 2020 television series Dispatches From Elsewhere, she portrayed Janice. She will play Jessie Buss in the widely watched television series Winning Time: The Rise of the Lakers Dynasty in 2022, which depicts the personal and professional life of the Los Angeles Lakers in the 1980s.
It is therefore not surprising that Sally occasionally appears in interviews given how active she is.
After a fan asked a pointed question, beloved icon Sally Field opted to share her worst on-screen kiss with the world on Thursday, Dec. 1 episode of “Watch What Happens Live with Andy Cohen.”
In Pasadena, California, Sally was born into a working-class family in show business.
Upon hearing the question, Field, 76, looked around and laughed, saying, “Oh boy.” Do I really need to name names here?
“I believe you should,” 54-year-old Cohen answered.
Field gave in and said, “All right. This is going to surprise you. Hold on, people.
The Oscar-winning actress accused actor Burt Reynolds, her ex-boyfriend, of being the guilty party.
Cohen asked, “But weren’t you dating at the time?” with prompt follow-up.
Field clarified that she was required to “look the other way” when filming “Smokey and the Bandit.” This, according to her, “just wasn’t something he really did for you.”
“Isn’t that something?” Cohen asked, seeming shocked.
The actress continued by saying that Reynolds did a lot of “drooling” while they were on screen together.
While filming “Smokey and the Bandit,” the two co-stars got to know one another in 1977. They dated for almost five years after that.
According to the New York Post, Reynolds discussed his friendship with Field in his memoir But Enough About Me. Reynolds tragically passed away at the age of 82 from cardiac arrest.
The celebrity said he regretted their time together and wished he had done more to try to mend their relationship.
Field gave Variety an explanation in March for why she had stopped communicating with Reynolds throughout the last 30 years of his life.
She went on, “He was not someone I could be around.” “He was simply not a good fit for me at all. Additionally, he had somehow created the illusion that I was more significant to him than he had previously believed, even though I wasn’t. All he wanted was the thing that he was without. Simply put, I didn’t want to handle that.
I Found My Wife Locked in the Cellar When I Returned Home from a Business Trip
When Michael returned home early from a business trip, he expected a warm family reunion, not an empty house and eerie silence. His wife was missing, only to be found locked in the cellar, with a shocking story that pointed to a betrayal he never saw coming.
It was supposed to be a regular business trip, but I managed to wrap things up early. I couldn’t wait to get home to my wife and kids. I imagined the look on their faces when they saw me walk through the door, two days ahead of schedule. The thought made me smile as I drove up our quiet street.
Michael driving home | Source: Midjourney
I’m 32, and my wife, Emma, is 27. We’ve been married for seven years, and we have two kids—Liam, who’s 8, and Sophie, who just turned 5. Emma stays home with them, handling the endless list of chores and making sure the house runs smoothly. I work long hours, so these surprise homecomings are my way of showing them I’m still around, still present in our family life.
I pulled into the driveway, noticing how still the house was. Strange, since it was a Saturday, and the kids should have been playing outside or watching TV. I grabbed my bag, eager to see them, and walked to the front door.
An empty house | Source: Midjourney
“Emma? Liam? Sophie?” I called out as I stepped inside, expecting their excited voices to greet me. But there was nothing—just silence.
I began searching the house. “Emma?” I called again, louder this time, checking every room. The kids’ rooms were empty, their beds neatly made. The bathroom, the living room—nothing. My heart started to race. Where were they?
An empty kid’s room | Source: Midjourney
As I stepped into the garage, I heard it. A faint noise, like someone banging on a door. I froze, listening hard. The sound was coming from the cellar.
“Help!” It was Emma’s voice, muffled but desperate. I bolted toward the cellar door, my heart pounding.
“Emma! I’m here! Hold on!” I shouted, fumbling with the lock. The door creaked open, and I saw her at the bottom of the stairs, her face pale, her eyes wide with fear.
Michael trying to unlock the cellar | Source: Midjourney
“Oh my God, Emma! What happened? Where are the kids?” I blurted out, rushing down the stairs to her.
Emma’s hands shook as she tried to catch her breath. “It’s—it’s your mother,” she stammered, her voice trembling.
“My mother? What are you talking about?” My mind was spinning. This didn’t make any sense.
Scared Emma | Source: Midjourney
“She came over… with the kids. We were playing hide and seek, and I hid down here. But then—” Emma paused, her eyes filling with tears. “I heard the door lock. I couldn’t get out. I was stuck here for hours. I thought—” She broke off, sobbing.
I pulled her into a hug, trying to calm her down. But my mind was reeling. My mother? Locking Emma in the cellar? Why would she do that? And where were Liam and Sophie?
“We need to find the kids,” I said, my voice firmer now, trying to focus on the immediate problem.
Emma nodded, wiping her tears. “We need to go to your mother’s house. That’s where they’ll be. She—she took them there.”
“Alright,” I said, still in shock but trying to stay composed. “Let’s go.”
Scared Emma talking to Michael | Source: Midjourney
I helped her up the stairs, both of us moving quickly but cautiously. We needed answers, and we needed them now. But deep down, I feared the answers we were about to get would only lead to more questions.
As we left the house and got into the car, the weight of what Emma had said sank in. If my mother was behind this, what had really happened while I was gone? And more importantly, what was I going to do about it?
Concerned Michael | Source: Midjourney
We drove in silence, the tension between us thickening with every passing mile. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to think. All I knew was that things were about to get a lot more complicated.
As we sped toward my mother’s house, Emma finally began to calm down enough to talk. Her voice was still shaky, but she was determined to explain.
Sad Emma | Source: Midjourney
“It all started when your mom came over yesterday,” Emma said, staring out the window. “She wanted to take the kids for the weekend, but I told her no. We had plans, and I thought it would be better if they stayed home.”
I nodded, listening carefully, though my mind was racing. This was the first I’d heard about any of this. Emma went on, her voice tightening with anger.
Mother-in-law talking to Sophie | Source: Midjourney
“She seemed fine at first, but then she suggested playing hide-and-seek. I thought it was just a game, so I went along with it. I hid in the cellar, thinking it’d be the perfect spot. But then… I heard the door close. And the lock. I was stuck. I yelled and pounded on the door, but no one came.”
Emma paused, her hands gripping her knees. “It was hours before I heard anything. I was scared, angry, and confused. I couldn’t understand why your mom would do this to me. Then it hit me. She was punishing me because I wouldn’t let the kids go with her.”
Scared Emma in the cellar | Source: Midjourney
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My mother? Doing something like this? It didn’t add up. But Emma was clearly convinced. “I was down there for fifteen hours, Mike. Fifteen hours with nothing but my thoughts, thinking she did this to me on purpose.”
My heart sank. This was serious. But I couldn’t wrap my head around it. My mom loved Emma—or at least, I thought she did. How could she lock her in a cellar out of spite?
Upset Michael driving | Source: Midjourney
We arrived at my mother’s house. The sight of Liam and Sophie playing in the front yard was a small relief, but it didn’t last. Emma was already out of the car, marching up to the front door. I hurried after her, the tension between us like a storm about to break.
My mother opened the door, her face lighting up with surprise. “Michael! What a surprise! I didn’t know you were coming home early!”
But before I could respond, Emma burst out, “Why did you do it? Why did you lock me in the cellar?”
Emma shouting at her mother-in-law | Source: Midjourney
My mother’s smile faded instantly, replaced by a look of genuine confusion. “What are you talking about? I didn’t lock you in the cellar. I would never—”
“Don’t lie!” Emma’s voice cracked with emotion. “I know it was you. You wanted the kids to come here, and when I said no, you… you left me there!”
“Emma, calm down,” I said, though I was struggling to keep my own emotions in check. I turned to my mother, searching her face for any sign that she was hiding something. “Mom, did you lock Emma in the cellar?”
Angry Michael | Source: Midjourney
My mother looked horrified. “Of course not! I swear, Michael, I have no idea what she’s talking about.”
Before I could say anything else, a small voice interrupted us. “Mommy?”
We all turned to see Sophie standing in the doorway, looking up at us with wide eyes. “Mommy, are you mad?”
Sad Sophie in the doorway | Source: Midjourney
Emma knelt down, trying to soften her tone. “Sophie, honey, did Grandma do something? Did she lock Mommy in the cellar?”
Sophie shook her head quickly. “No, Mommy. It was me.”
The words hung in the air, and for a moment, none of us could speak. Finally, I managed, “What do you mean, sweetheart?”
Sophie’s eyes filled with tears. “Liam and I wanted to go to Grandma’s. But you said no, so I… I locked you in the cellar. I thought… I thought if you weren’t there, we could go.”
My mother gasped, putting a hand to her mouth. “Oh, Sophie, why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t want you to be mad at me,” Sophie sniffled. “I told Grandma you went to a friend’s house, so we could stay here.”
Sophie crying | Source: Midjourney
I felt a mix of emotions—relief that my mother wasn’t guilty, but also frustration at the mess this had all turned into. Emma looked like she didn’t know whether to be angry or heartbroken.
“Sophie,” I said gently, “locking someone up is very serious. You scared Mommy a lot.”
“I’m sorry,” Sophie whispered, clinging to Emma. “I didn’t mean to make you sad.”
Emma hugged her tightly, and I could see the tension starting to ease from her shoulders. But the bigger issue remained.
Emma hugging Sophie | Source: Midjourney
“Mom,” I said, turning back to my mother, “we need to talk. This can’t happen again. We need to figure out how to move forward, for everyone’s sake. Or else…”
My mother nodded, still looking shaken. “Of course, Michael. I never wanted any of this.”
Emma stood up, holding Sophie’s hand. “I don’t want to fight, but we need to set some boundaries. I don’t want the kids caught in the middle of this.”
Emma and Michael having a serious talk | Source: Midjourney
I knew this was just the beginning of a long conversation. But as we all sat down together, I felt a cautious optimism. It wouldn’t be easy, but we were a family. And somehow, we’d find a way through this.
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