Page 29 of Arranging Ayra
“I know.”
“Finding the right balance between being true to the book and making a movie that will resonate with a younger audience was key.”
“I know.”
“And same goes for being true and precise with historical facts and fudging a bit and making it more palatable for that younger audience.”
“Some find that insulting.”
“And others find it enticing.”
Taking a last bite of her pizza and dropping the crust in her plate, she turned to me. “You always know what to say, don’t you?”
“I try.”
She smirked to herself as she turned to face the screen. “Well now, try to shut up so I can watch this.”
We settled in to watch the movie. But after the family Bennett scene, Keely received a text, shook her head and abruptly got up and left.
Her stress level was going to go up again, I thought with a sad shake of my head.
“Where’s she off to?” Barn said as he quickly slipped into her vacated seat.
Happy to see him again, I shrugged as nonchalantly as I could. My insides buzzed with active nerves, while on the outside I was cool and collected, or so I hoped.
He leaned heavily into me, nudging my shoulder with his. “What fire has she run off to put out this time?”
“I really don’t know. She didn’t share that information with me.” I glanced at him and noticed his naughty grin. “What?”
“I have something for you.”
“Really? What is it?”
“It’s a surprise.”
“Oh?”
“Have I piqued your interest?”
“Well, of course you have.”
“Good.”
“So. What is it?”
“I told you. It’s a surprise.”
Frowning, I tried to size him up. “Well then, surprise me.”
“Tomorrow. Meet me out by my car.”
“Aren’t you filming the ballroom scene tomorrow?”
He hesitated, but before he could answer, Keely poked her head into the room.
“Change of plans, everyone,” she shouted over the sound of the television. “We can’t shoot the ballroom scene tomorrow. You guys have the day off. Enjoy!” And she disappeared back into the hallway.
“No,” Barn said simply with a satisfied grin.
