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that was my fault,’ Macy sighed. Beneath the piercings and the delicate unicorn tattoo on the inside of her wrist, she was old-fashioned and demure. She actually did soften the word to ‘shoot’. ‘Orlando, if you hadn’t split from Tania to play the good guy and give me back my bag, none of that would have happened.’
    He shrugged. ‘There’s a silver lining. Did Tania also tell you about our special passes?’
    ‘No way!’ she cried as he described Natalia Linton’s generosity. ‘Do you guys know how lucky you are!’ Then she paused to think it through. ‘They might even include you as extras in the scene they’re shooting today. You could be diners in the boathouse. You’ll be in a Jack Kane movie!’
    ‘Wait – this is only a pass to get through security,’ I reminded her.
    ‘No, no. You’ll get to meet Natalia and the kids on set, maybe even Jack!’ Macy began to gabble and hyperventilate. ‘Yeah, you’ll be doing what a million other people would kill to do – get up close and personal with movie royalty. I’m telling you, it’s so worth having your bag stolen!’
    She was serious but I was laughing. I pushed my piece of white card across the table. ‘Here, you have it. Go on set with Orlando.’
    She gasped, touched the magic entry into her dream world with her fingertips.
    ‘Take it. I can see it means a hundred times more to you than it does to me. Me, I’m happy to spend the afternoon at MoMA with Vincent while you two schmooze with the stars.’ I had my own starry night, plus my own dark angel reasons for not going anywhere near the park again.
    I should have checked this out with Orlando first, I realized. A glance his way made me see that. He was silent, avoiding eye contact and fiddling with his coffee spoon.
    To her credit Macy picked up on it too. ‘No.’ She withdrew her hand from the card. ‘Thanks, but no.’
    ‘So why not come along with us; let’s all three go,’ Orlando suggested, realizing that he’d come across as mean and looking at me intently now to see if I approved. ‘Maybe we can sneak Macy in with us.’
    ‘I should be so lucky,’ she sighed, following his lead out of Starbucks.
    There was no fresh snow today and the heaped piles of slush looked tired and dirty. The puddles were deeper, the sidewalks if anything more treacherous than when the flakes first fell and covered the patches of black ice with a crunchy white layer. Christmas carols were piped from every gift shop and hotel lobby as we walked along Central Park West towards a different entrance. While shepherds watched their flocks by night, all seated on the ground .
    ‘Watch out for the—’ Orlando warned Macy as, distracted by a giant Mickey Mouse dressed as Santa Claus in a toy-shop window, she walked straight into an overflowing trash can attached to a lamp-post.
    The angel of the Lord came down and glory shone around .
    Macy backed off from the lamp-post then tripped over the kerb. She laughed as the choir sang on about mighty dread and troubled minds. ‘Go ahead, disown me, I don’t blame you. Pretend I’m not with you!’
    ‘ Fear not,’ said he  …
    We laughed with her and made a big thing of guiding her the rest of the way to the park gates. Macy, who looked so urban-cool, was turning out to be anything but.
    ‘No way should they let you out on your own,’ Orlando told her with a grin. But once we were in the park, he turned to me. ‘This way we avoid the carousel,’ he confided as he squeezed my hand.
    You can see why I love him and miss him when we’re apart and want to be with him always.
    We joined a steady flow of people converging on the lake to catch another glimpse of Jack Kane. Again there was security tape stretched across the volleyball courts, a helicopter at rest and in the distance a gang of movie technicians by the boathouse, preparing to go to work.
    ‘Jack came early today,’ Macy sighed when she saw the empty helicopter.
    Obviously she realized she’d