“Mom, I don’t think homeless people spend much time on Rodeo Drive—”
Lola cut me off with a curt laugh. “Well, darling, no one could seriously believe I would sleep with her husband. What a dreadful little man! The funny thing is, I was probably the only woman in Hollywood who
wasn’t
sleeping with Marvin.” Mom chortled. “He had so many girlfriends, he made Warren Beatty look like a celibate monk.”
I took at peek at the
Gazette
. Nothing on the front page about the film. I quickly riffled through the sections, local, business, arts and entertainment. Zilch. I’d have to call Nick, my reporter pal, the moment I got into work.
“The movie deal isn’t a secret, is it, Mom? Because there’s nothing in the local paper about it.”
“Well, maybe not in
this
paper,” she said. “Hank said the news is hitting the
Hollywood Reporter
today. And the
Los Angeles Times
and the
New York Times
.” She reached over and tapped the
Gazette
with a manicured fingernail. “You’re living in a time warp, sweetie, a time warp. I wonder when the news will make it to this burg.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Mary Kennedy
is a former radio copywriter and the award-winning author of forty novels. She is a clinical psychologist in private practice and lives on the East Coast with her husband and eight eccentric cats. Both husband and cats have resisted all her attempts to psychoanalyze them, but she remains optimistic. Visit her Web site at
www.marykennedy.net
.