tomorrow.” He paused. “Unless you think you might forget to bring it with you. Then you should leave it. We want to be certain to have continuity in all the scenes.”
“I’m sure I can remember to bring it back,” Annie assured him.
“Good. That’ll be fine then.”
Ian stepped into the man’s path before he could hurry away. “Why don’t we just finish filming the scene now? We still have hours of daylight. It’s early, and the weather is unusually good. You can’t really count on two good days in a row this time of year. You might get them, but you might get a blizzard.”
The young man looked even more nervous. Then he leaned closer. “You’re Mayor Butler?”
Ian nodded.
“The problem isn’t the weather.” He looked around. “It’s Matt Rusher. He’s having some kind of temper tantrum. I’m sure the director will have him calmed down by tomorrow. Do you really think the weather won’t hold?”
Ian shrugged. “It’s Maine. You never know.”
“If it’s not one storm, it’s another,” the young man said. Then he slipped away to pass the word around about the shoot in the morning.
“I must say, it’s rather disappointing to think that Matt Rusher is a prima donna,” the mayor said. “His movies have been some of my favorites. I consider Let God Sort Them Out to be a classic. And Endless Blood was good too.”
“Sounds like art films for sure,” Alice said.
“Maybe not art,” Ian quipped, “but I know what I like.”
“Well, I definitely think I don’t like Matt Rusher,” Alice said.
“Maybe there’s something really bothering him,” Annie said. “Oh well, it looks like we’ll be doing this again tomorrow.”
Ian smiled. “I can think of worse things than standing next to you on a boat for a few hours.”
“In the freezing cold?” Annie asked. She shivered. “I’m heading home for some hot chocolate.”
A cheery voice spoke from behind them. “You could go get some from The Cup & Saucer.”
They turned to see Peggy coming up beside them. “I’m on my way there now,” Peggy said. “And I’ve walked by several people saying they’re going there too. So I need to be sure to beat them, or my boss will be in a terrible temper.”
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Alice said. “As long as I don’t have to see anymore ill-tempered men today.”
Annie shivered as the cold wind whipped around her skirt and coat. “I think I’ll just go home.”
“Wait!” Vanessa hurried toward them, hauling Logan Lariby along by the arm. He didn’t look as if he minded a bit. “I want you guys to meet Logan.”
She introduced the young actor, and he nodded and spoke politely to each of them.
“Logan plays Matt Rusher’s son,” Vanessa explained. “They don’t get along.”
“In the movie,” Logan interjected. “We get along just fine in real life. I’m looking forward to learning a lot from Mr. Rusher. He’s been in the movie business longer than I’ve been alive. He started out in makeup effects, and he’s done just about every job there is before becoming an actor and a star.”
“He sounds impressive,” Alice said.
The boy nodded and looked pleased to have defended his idol.
“I understand filming is stopped today because something upset Mr. Rusher?” Annie asked.
“Matt’s really particular about everything being just right,” Logan said. “I’m not sure what the problem was though.” Then he grinned. “I don’t mind getting off work a little early today. Vanessa’s going to show me around Stony Point.”
“That shouldn’t take long,” Alice said, laughing. “Not a lot of touristy things are open this time of year.”
“That’s too bad.” Logan looked around. “It’s beautiful here. I love all the snow. I was glad we were filming here now. The snow makes it feel a lot more like Christmas than twinkle lights on palm trees back in California.”
“It must be hard being away from your family at Christmas,” Annie
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