California. He wants Bruce to return his call before the end of the day.”
“He must be calling about our video!” Andi cried, leaping up from the sofa so abruptly that both Bebe and the book ended up on the floor. “I’ll go find Bruce right now!”
She did not have to look far. Her brother was in the driveway, shooting hoops.
“The
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people phoned while we were at school and left a message!” Andi told him. “That has to mean —” She stopped herself from completing the sentence. She had been preparing to shout, “We made the finals!” but then she remembered having made a similar statement when she’d received the envelope from Pet Lovers Press. She didn’t think she could bear to be that disappointed again.
Bruce apparently was remembering that as well, because he was obviously struggling to control his excitement when he asked her, “What did they say?”
“Just for you to call back,” Andi said. “Hurry up! I can’t stand the suspense! It’s like the PetLovers contest all over again, except we know for sure that Jerry didn’t enter!”
Their mother was waiting for them in the entrance hall, looking so flustered that Andi suspected that she had continued to listen, over and over again, to the voice message.
“I can’t believe this!” Mrs. Walker said. “It never occurred to your dad and me to take this little project seriously. We just thought of it as something you were doing to have fun. Mr. Donovan wants you to call his office immediately!”
“But it’s after five!” Bruce said. “Won’t his office be closed?”
“There’s a three-hour time difference between here and the West Coast,” his mother reminded him. “In California it’s midafternoon. I wrote the number down for you.”
She handed Bruce a slip of paper as reverently as if it were a golden ticket from Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory.
Bruce’s hand was shaking so hard that he punched the wrong buttons on the phone and had to hang up and start over. When he finally got through, a woman answered, “Star Burst Studios,” in a very official voice.
“This is Bruce Walker,” Bruce said. “I’m returning a call from Mr. Donovan…. Sure, I’ll hold. Of course! For however long it takes!” The silence that followed seemed to go on forever. Then Bruce said, “Hello,” in a voice that was pitched one octave lower than usual. His voice had just started changing, and he wanted to make sure it didn’t squeak.
Andi edged in as close as she could to try to hear the other end of the call. She couldn’t make out the words, just a rumbling voice.
“Yes, this is Mr. Walker,” Bruce said. “Yes, I own the Irish setter who played Bobby.” He paused and then said, “I think so. I mean, I can’t imagine why not. Let me check and make sure.”
He covered the receiver with his hand and turned to his mother.
“Can I skip school for a couple of days next week? It will just be Thursday and Friday. I’m doing great in all my classes, and it’s only a couple of weeks before school’s out anyway. Mr. Donovan wants me to bring Red to Hollywood.”
“He wants
what
?” Mrs. Walker looked as if she might faint.
“He wants Red and me to go to Hollywood,” Bruce repeated. “Our video made the finals, andMr. Donovan wants to meet Red and me in person. He says he wants to tape an interview with me and see Red in action.”
“And Bebe?” Andi asked eagerly. “Does he want to see Bebe?”
“Afraid not,” Bruce said. “He just wants the star dog and its owner. He’ll cover all my expenses. Mom, can I go?”
“Give me that phone!” Mrs. Walker snatched the receiver from his hand. “Hello, Mr. Donovan? I’m Linda Walker, Bruce’s mother. It’s very flattering for you to invite our son to come to Hollywood, but do you realize that Bruce is only fourteen?”
There was a long pause while she listened to Mr. Donovan.
Then she said in a calmer voice, “I understand your confusion. Yes, Bruce is
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