Page 31 of Sensing Selma
IWOKE UP WELL BEFOREany hammering started. I was eager to meet everyone. Eager to get this show on the road. What did they expect from me? Would I have the freedom to do as I pleased? How rigid would Keely turn out to be?
I wanted all the answers, and then some.
I hopped out of bed, threw on some short shorts and a colorful crop top and headed down to meet all these hard-working men...and women.
I immediately ran into Ayra and Keely.
“Well, hello,” Keely said. “Holly, right?”
“That’s me. Ready to go.”
“I appreciate your enthusiasm. Unfortunately, you’ll find that moviemaking is a long and, at times, tedious process. But...I look forward to hearing you.”
I looked around, so many men working here and there, so busy, so hardworking, so...attractive.
“Busy little bees, aren’t they,” I said with a laugh.
“There’s still a lot to get done before we start shooting,” Keely said. She looked past me. “Abbie. Over here.”
Abbie came to join us. There was something special about all three, a connection that I’d rarely witnessed between women.They were like sisters, or what sisters should be like.Susan and I were sisters, but we were hardly close.In fact, we seem miles apart.Opposites.Mother was easier to get along with than Susan and I.
“I can’t believe we’re finally going to makeSense and Sensibility,” Abbie gushed. “My all-time favorite.”
“Holly,” Ayra said. “This is Abbie, the assistant producer on the film.”
“Yes,” I said, holding my hand out to her. “We met at the book club. Nice to see you again.”
Abbie smiled warmly and gave me a hug.“Yes, we did.I’m so glad you and your family moved out here.All here for another fun Jane Austen adventure!”
Ayra and Keely laughed along with Abbie and me.
I felt like a part of them, a part of the club, the real Jane Austen club. They were electrifying in their enthusiasm, and I wanted to soak it all up.
SEVEN
Holly
