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Authors: Holly O'Dell
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Miranda Hamilton."
"Miranda Hamilton? I hear she's great!" Anna practically cooed. "I guess she used to do Broadway here
occasionally, and this city just loves her. Hollywood
loves her, the public loves her. She just seems really
down to earth, from what I hear and read"
"Well, then, you'll be happy to hear that I met her
today"
"No way!" Anna sounded like a thirteen-year-old
girl who just saw the New Kids on the Block centerfold
in Tiger Beat. "How? How did you meet her? I am doing my best to disguise my envy, you know."
"She actually is in the office right now. She's meeting with Michael-an `old friend' from Los Angeles."
"Uh-huh," Anna said knowingly. "Old friend. We
know what that means."
"Exactly what I was thinking. I want to know how
Michael dated someone like her. Okay, so he isn't that
bad-looking, but come on"
Anna chuckled. "Ooh, somebody's jealous!"
"You've got to be kidding!" I fired back.
"Then why do you even care what their relationship
is?"
"I don't. It's just that..
"It's just that, what?" Anna challenged me.
"It's just that I don't get it, and I don't like it when I
don't get it."
"Whatever you need to tell yourself," Anna mumbled.
"I heard that!"
"So, would it be in poor taste for me to ask you to introduce me to her?"
This is where Anna and I greatly varied. She was
star-struck-she got her sticky little paws on every
tabloid and magazine that mentioned any sort of
celebrity. I, on the other hand, never enjoyed that scene,
despite the fact that my career sometimes put me in
those situations. "She invited me out to dinner with her
and Michael tomorrow night."
"Ohmigod! You're going, right?"
"A, Michael and I have to do a Devin thing, and B,
she didn't mean it-my guess is that famous people
just say that stuff to make the common folk feel special.
However-and this is a big however-if she does happen to shatter the mold and follow through, then you
should go in my stead"
"Woo-hoo!" Anna shrieked. "I owe you big time."
"Eh," I shrugged. "I should get started on work"
"Good luck with your new best friend. I'll call to
check in later."
I hung up the phone and watched through the doorway of my office as Miranda parted ways with Michael
and gave Gwen a big hug good-bye, despite the fact that
the two had presumably just met. Maybe Anna was
right-this might be someone who lived up to the favorable reputation the press has provided. And she was
more than nice to me, even after she found out from
Michael about yesterday afternoon. What exactly did
he tell her, anyway? All good things, she said. Huh. I
wonder what that meant. Not that I care or anything.
44On behalf of Hotel Bella, Inc., I present the Children's Cancer Center with this check for $10,000."
Turning to smile for the cameras, Devin handed the
check to the surprised chair of the event. He received a
standing ovation as he posed for pictures with the event
co-chairs and cancer survivors with whom he shared
the stage.
I leaned over to Michael, who was standing next to
me in the back of the banquet room where this fundraiser was taking place. "Devin genuinely seems to enjoy being here," I murmured.
"The event isn't done yet," he said with a raised tone.
"I don't think it would hurt to cut him some slack."
Michael raised an eyebrow. "Why the sudden change
of heart?"
I looked at him skeptically. "What do you mean?"
"You didn't seem to be his biggest fan as of two days
ago, that's all."
Wow, working with Devin was making me testier
than I realized. "Look, if we're not optimistic about the
potential for this personality transformation, then
others-particularly the press-could pick up on it.
Besides, it's all I can do to talk myself into it, so just
play along."
Michael nodded. "You're right, you're right. I apologize. I'm just a little edgy today."
"Why's that?"
"Oh, Miranda and I were up most of the night catching up" My heart leapt, but I ignored it. Why should I
care that "old
"Miranda Hamilton? I hear she's great!" Anna practically cooed. "I guess she used to do Broadway here
occasionally, and this city just loves her. Hollywood
loves her, the public loves her. She just seems really
down to earth, from what I hear and read"
"Well, then, you'll be happy to hear that I met her
today"
"No way!" Anna sounded like a thirteen-year-old
girl who just saw the New Kids on the Block centerfold
in Tiger Beat. "How? How did you meet her? I am doing my best to disguise my envy, you know."
"She actually is in the office right now. She's meeting with Michael-an `old friend' from Los Angeles."
"Uh-huh," Anna said knowingly. "Old friend. We
know what that means."
"Exactly what I was thinking. I want to know how
Michael dated someone like her. Okay, so he isn't that
bad-looking, but come on"
Anna chuckled. "Ooh, somebody's jealous!"
"You've got to be kidding!" I fired back.
"Then why do you even care what their relationship
is?"
"I don't. It's just that..
"It's just that, what?" Anna challenged me.
"It's just that I don't get it, and I don't like it when I
don't get it."
"Whatever you need to tell yourself," Anna mumbled.
"I heard that!"
"So, would it be in poor taste for me to ask you to introduce me to her?"
This is where Anna and I greatly varied. She was
star-struck-she got her sticky little paws on every
tabloid and magazine that mentioned any sort of
celebrity. I, on the other hand, never enjoyed that scene,
despite the fact that my career sometimes put me in
those situations. "She invited me out to dinner with her
and Michael tomorrow night."
"Ohmigod! You're going, right?"
"A, Michael and I have to do a Devin thing, and B,
she didn't mean it-my guess is that famous people
just say that stuff to make the common folk feel special.
However-and this is a big however-if she does happen to shatter the mold and follow through, then you
should go in my stead"
"Woo-hoo!" Anna shrieked. "I owe you big time."
"Eh," I shrugged. "I should get started on work"
"Good luck with your new best friend. I'll call to
check in later."
I hung up the phone and watched through the doorway of my office as Miranda parted ways with Michael
and gave Gwen a big hug good-bye, despite the fact that
the two had presumably just met. Maybe Anna was
right-this might be someone who lived up to the favorable reputation the press has provided. And she was
more than nice to me, even after she found out from
Michael about yesterday afternoon. What exactly did
he tell her, anyway? All good things, she said. Huh. I
wonder what that meant. Not that I care or anything.
44On behalf of Hotel Bella, Inc., I present the Children's Cancer Center with this check for $10,000."
Turning to smile for the cameras, Devin handed the
check to the surprised chair of the event. He received a
standing ovation as he posed for pictures with the event
co-chairs and cancer survivors with whom he shared
the stage.
I leaned over to Michael, who was standing next to
me in the back of the banquet room where this fundraiser was taking place. "Devin genuinely seems to enjoy being here," I murmured.
"The event isn't done yet," he said with a raised tone.
"I don't think it would hurt to cut him some slack."
Michael raised an eyebrow. "Why the sudden change
of heart?"
I looked at him skeptically. "What do you mean?"
"You didn't seem to be his biggest fan as of two days
ago, that's all."
Wow, working with Devin was making me testier
than I realized. "Look, if we're not optimistic about the
potential for this personality transformation, then
others-particularly the press-could pick up on it.
Besides, it's all I can do to talk myself into it, so just
play along."
Michael nodded. "You're right, you're right. I apologize. I'm just a little edgy today."
"Why's that?"
"Oh, Miranda and I were up most of the night catching up" My heart leapt, but I ignored it. Why should I
care that "old
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