She sighs. “Fine. I’ll allow it. But only because I think it’s sweet that you’re a total grandma’s boy.”
I press a kiss on her cheek. “Go inside before I change my mind.”
“I’m going, I’m going.”
She waves as she closes the door, and I jam my hands into my pockets as I make my way back down her driveway and turn onto Borgen to head to the other side of town.
Shops are starting to close early, and several are even posting signs on their doors pointing potential customers to the fundraiser.
My heart swells every time I read one. The town is rallying behind Parker with such force. They love her, and if there’s one thing she’s made clear over the years, it’s that she loves them too.
It’s just another reason I can’t ask her to leave. She belongs here. These are her people. This is her home.
My phone buzzes against my leg, saving me from the spiral I’m on.
My relief is brief when I realize it’s my agent for the third time in two days.
Aaron:Did you get a chance to read that script?
I groan. Is he really bothering me about this again?
Me:Not yet. Been busy.
Aaron:Read it. I think you’re going to love it.
Me:I said I didn’t want to do superhero stuff.
Aaron:I know, I know, but this is a huge opportunity. I think you’d regret passing it up.
Aaron:Besides, you owe me. I got you these six weeks off and have been keeping the press off your trail so you can enjoy your little vacation, right?
He’s got me there. I know he worked some magic to reschedule things to keep me in Washington for these six weeks, but the second my time here is up, it’s back to the grind. I’m flying to LA for just two nights, then I’m going to New York for a talk show run that will last another week.
He’s saving my ass. I guess the least I can do is read the script.
Me:Fine. I’ll let you know on Wednesday.
Aaron:Make it Monday. The studio is on my ass. They want you big-time.
I groan, grinding my teeth together.
Me:I have shit I’m doing this weekend.
Aaron:Well, then, make it work. They aren’t going to sit around and wait on us forever. They need an answer soon.
I know he’s right on all fronts.
Sure, I might not want to do the movie, but the least I can do is play nice with the studio, or else they might stop knocking at my door.
Me:All right, all right. Monday.
Aaron:Thank you.
Aaron:Oh, and I have a slight change of plans. You’ll be in LA for just one night, and I need you in New York a night early. I got you an invite to the premiere of Jasper Rafferty’s new film.
Aaron:I’ll have Vince send you all the details.
Aaron:Talk Monday.