Page 48 of The Sitcom Star
Are your parents okay?he asked.
She responded immediately.My mom is rather sick, but I don’t think she’s in danger of having to go to the hospital.She’s vaccinated.
He read her response over and over, realizing just how much he wanted to be there for her.He’d never be the person who shot for the moon, but he didn’t need to be.She liked him as he was.And she wanted to see him, which was promising.
She could shoot for the moon, and he could support her every step of the way.
The other day, she’d said that her ex hadn’t been able to handle her success—and Adrian had been struggling with it, too, but in a different way.
That would end now.He wouldn’t let it hold him back.
“Adrian?”Noah said.“Is everything okay?Are you going to tell her?”
“Yes.I’ll do it tomorrow.”
Chapter 15
One of the things I like aboutChu’s Restaurantis the parents’ relationship.I’m tired of shows where the husband is completely useless and his long-suffering, “nagging” wife is holding the family together, and all you can do is wonder why she’s married to him.Like, I get the humor potential there, but it’s genuinely heartwarming that Wincent and Lindy like spending time together—and they have great chemistry!The fact that they aren’t constantly in conflict doesn’t mean there can’t be humor.
I’ve seen a few people scoff and say that Wincent really loving his wife after forty years of marriage isn’t realistic.I feel sorry for them, sorry they don’t know it can be that way.Some couples truly are happy together for decades.
When I ask Lori Lam and Roger Fung whether this aspect of their performance is based on their own personal experience, they both laugh.
“No, I just have a good imagination,” Lori says.“I’m a good actor.I can make you believe anything.”
—Theo Roth,Stream This
Maddiewascrochetingfuriously.She’d meant for crocheting to be a relaxing hobby, but that wasn’t happening now.Being stuck at home was starting to get to her, but she didn’t want to venture out until she’d had a couple more negative tests.She didn’t want to risk infecting anyone.
Fortunately, her mother was feeling better today, and her father was doing fine.Maddie’s worries had eased, though there was still the fear of long COVID.
However, that just meant she’d gone back to thinking more about Adrian, and then there was an article aboutChu’s Restaurantthat had set her off this morning.
Maddie Ong plays Waverly Yu.
The fact that her last name and Cameron’s last name had been swapped?She’d usually shrug it off and move on—similar things had happened before—but she was more irritable than usual.Plus, the Instagram post she’d made with her negative COVID-19 test had been overrun by anti-vaxxers.
Her phone buzzed, and she put down the scarf she was making and looked at her messages.Her heart pounded when she saw it was from Adrian.She’d planned to confess her feelings for him, but that had been put on hold while she was in quarantine, since she’d prefer to do it in person.
Open your door,he said.
He was here?What?
You can’t visit me,she replied.
Don’t worry, I’m not visiting you.You won’t see anyone.
Since Maddie was being very careful these days, she put on a mask before unlocking her door.In the hallway, there was a cardboard box, open on top, and she slid it inside as quickly as she could before closing the door.
She examined the contents of the box.Fried chicken from the nearby Korean fried chicken place.Bubble tea—the same order she’d had the last time they were together.Pocky.Oranges.One box of rapid tests.Two bottles of wine.Three novels.
It was a very thoughtful quarantine survival box and—
She noticed another book, a familiar one, though she hadn’t seen it in a very long time.
Their yearbook from grade eight.
It wasn’t as thick or fancy as the ones she had from high school.She opened the cover, and there was a sticky note with an arrow, pointing to where she’d signed his yearbook.There was also a cream-colored envelope with her name on it.She tore it open, not bothering to be neat.Her hands were already shaking, and she was in a hurry to see what was inside.
