sorry.”
There she was being disarmingly kind again.
“You shouldn’t be. I’m glad she’s gone. Well, she’s not really gone. I mean, she’s moved out, but she tried to find me almost every day for a month to tell me how much of a bitch I am.”
“For trying to be happy?”
She shrugged. “For not supporting her anymore, I presume.”
“Oh, one of those.”
“I don’t imagine you have problems like that.”
“Maybe different problems, but problems just the same. My ex is still around, too. We’re in the same industry so it’s hard to avoid her at times.”
“Jessica Wiley.” Who didn’t know they had been together? Their relationship had been well covered in the magazines and TV entertainment shows.
“That would be her. Luckily she’s been in Toronto shooting a film, so I’ve gotten a little break. But I guess she’s on vacation now.”
“Are you two on speaking terms?”
“Not really. She calls me when she wants. I’d rather not be involved anymore because she exhibits a vengeful streak at times, especially when she doesn’t get her way.” Avalon seemed to grow a bit sad. “It’s unfortunate when you can’t be friends with someone you loved.”
“It must be strange to see her in the news and in magazines.”
“I try to ignore a lot of that stuff. I mean, people have to make money and the paparazzi serve a purpose.”
“Keeping your name out there,” she said.
“Yes. But it’s not always a great thing.”
“It’s got to be hard having your life recorded all the time.”
Avalon shrugged. “It’s the parsley that comes with your meal. You never want it, but it’s always there.”
Paige chuckled and made a note to remember that quote for her book.
“I’d ask you what you do when you’re not working, but I’m sure the list is a lot longer than mine.” She felt a little foolish for asking. It was obvious that Avalon’s life was more glamorous than hers, but she didn’t have to ask her to spell it out.
“I attend a lot of industry stuff. It’s important to network. But I wish I had more time to do some of the things I haven’t done for a long time.”
“Like what?”
Looking toward the ceiling, Avalon inhaled deeply. “A hike in the mountains, maybe. Or the chance to sit in a bohemian coffee shop and just hang out. And I can’t remember the last time I sat around the house in my jammies and no makeup, watching old scary movies on TV.”
“Which one, for instance?”
“The Day of the Triffids.”
“With Howard Keel,” Paige said a little too quickly. She shrugged. “I’m a B-film geek.”
“You, too?”
“B films are my weakness, and The Day of the Triffids is one of the best.”
“Just between you and me, I’ve never watched a meteor shower since.”
Paige laughed. “What else?”
“Hmm. All right, geek, which one is this? Phoenixville, Pennsylvania. Steve McQueen—”
“Too easy. The Blob .”
“I love that one! No one believes the teenagers when they’re trying to warn everyone about the monster. What a classic.”
“Okay, here’s one for you,” Paige said. “Vincent Price, five unsuspecting people, and a $10,000 reward.”
“ House on Haunted Hill !”
“I may have met my nerdy match.”
“Well, I’ve been called a lot of things, but I think that’s the nicest one I’ve heard in a long time.” Avalon grinned as if she truly meant it. “I like you.”
The comment was a little surprising, not because it was out of the blue, but because it appeared that Avalon had just had a revelation. Maybe she didn’t run into that many people she truly liked.
Paige emptied the last of her whiskey.
“Want another one?”
“No, thank you.”
A knock on the door made Avalon sigh, and Paige liked that she didn’t seem to want to be interrupted. Helen poked her head inside the door, telling Avalon that the set medic recommended a trip to her doctor to look at her head.
“I don’t think I need it,” Avalon said.
“The
There she was being disarmingly kind again.
“You shouldn’t be. I’m glad she’s gone. Well, she’s not really gone. I mean, she’s moved out, but she tried to find me almost every day for a month to tell me how much of a bitch I am.”
“For trying to be happy?”
She shrugged. “For not supporting her anymore, I presume.”
“Oh, one of those.”
“I don’t imagine you have problems like that.”
“Maybe different problems, but problems just the same. My ex is still around, too. We’re in the same industry so it’s hard to avoid her at times.”
“Jessica Wiley.” Who didn’t know they had been together? Their relationship had been well covered in the magazines and TV entertainment shows.
“That would be her. Luckily she’s been in Toronto shooting a film, so I’ve gotten a little break. But I guess she’s on vacation now.”
“Are you two on speaking terms?”
“Not really. She calls me when she wants. I’d rather not be involved anymore because she exhibits a vengeful streak at times, especially when she doesn’t get her way.” Avalon seemed to grow a bit sad. “It’s unfortunate when you can’t be friends with someone you loved.”
“It must be strange to see her in the news and in magazines.”
“I try to ignore a lot of that stuff. I mean, people have to make money and the paparazzi serve a purpose.”
“Keeping your name out there,” she said.
“Yes. But it’s not always a great thing.”
“It’s got to be hard having your life recorded all the time.”
Avalon shrugged. “It’s the parsley that comes with your meal. You never want it, but it’s always there.”
Paige chuckled and made a note to remember that quote for her book.
“I’d ask you what you do when you’re not working, but I’m sure the list is a lot longer than mine.” She felt a little foolish for asking. It was obvious that Avalon’s life was more glamorous than hers, but she didn’t have to ask her to spell it out.
“I attend a lot of industry stuff. It’s important to network. But I wish I had more time to do some of the things I haven’t done for a long time.”
“Like what?”
Looking toward the ceiling, Avalon inhaled deeply. “A hike in the mountains, maybe. Or the chance to sit in a bohemian coffee shop and just hang out. And I can’t remember the last time I sat around the house in my jammies and no makeup, watching old scary movies on TV.”
“Which one, for instance?”
“The Day of the Triffids.”
“With Howard Keel,” Paige said a little too quickly. She shrugged. “I’m a B-film geek.”
“You, too?”
“B films are my weakness, and The Day of the Triffids is one of the best.”
“Just between you and me, I’ve never watched a meteor shower since.”
Paige laughed. “What else?”
“Hmm. All right, geek, which one is this? Phoenixville, Pennsylvania. Steve McQueen—”
“Too easy. The Blob .”
“I love that one! No one believes the teenagers when they’re trying to warn everyone about the monster. What a classic.”
“Okay, here’s one for you,” Paige said. “Vincent Price, five unsuspecting people, and a $10,000 reward.”
“ House on Haunted Hill !”
“I may have met my nerdy match.”
“Well, I’ve been called a lot of things, but I think that’s the nicest one I’ve heard in a long time.” Avalon grinned as if she truly meant it. “I like you.”
The comment was a little surprising, not because it was out of the blue, but because it appeared that Avalon had just had a revelation. Maybe she didn’t run into that many people she truly liked.
Paige emptied the last of her whiskey.
“Want another one?”
“No, thank you.”
A knock on the door made Avalon sigh, and Paige liked that she didn’t seem to want to be interrupted. Helen poked her head inside the door, telling Avalon that the set medic recommended a trip to her doctor to look at her head.
“I don’t think I need it,” Avalon said.
“The
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