Page 52 of Pretty Wild

Me

No, he doesn’t, but he won it based on his talent, not because he was dating the producer’s daughter. Right?

I worry my lip, waiting for his response.

Dad

Right. He was the only one we saw for the part.

Me

Then you stick with your gut. Just because he turned out to be a lying fucker doesn’t mean he deserves to be fired. Keep the line between business and personal in place. You can’t fire him because of what he did.

Dad

I can.

Me

But it wouldn’t be right. He was a business decision. You said he was perfect for the part, and I’m sure that hasn’t changed.

Dad

No, it hasn’t.

Me

Then you have to let it go.

Dad

I’ll never let it go. He hurt you. I won’t tolerate that.

Me

I love you, Daddy.

Dad

I love you too, baby girl.

Me

I should let you get back to work.

Dad

I always have time for you. Always.

Me

Likewise. Have a good day.

Dad

You too.

I ignore the rest of the text messages—for now—and set the device on the table. I sit here, enjoying the morning quiet witha cup of coffee, and a smile. It may not be Hollywood or Los Angeles or a fancy coffeehouse, but that’s okay.

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