want unrelenting suffering in their books.”
“Mrs. Tyree is annoyed that you didn’t write about everything that happened during the Civil Rights movement,” said Bitty with an arch of her waxed eyebrows. “She said it doesn’t tell half the story, and what it does tell is wrong.”
Dixie Lee sighed. “It’s a work of fiction. I may have used important facts, but much of it is my imagination when it comes to personal relationships.”
Important facts ? I thought. She’d used so much fact it could have been a documentary.
“Holly Springs didn’t have so much trouble during Civil Rights anyway,” Rayna pointed out. “I mean, except for a few people acting silly, things never got bad here. Not everyone was or is like Billy Joe Cramer’s family. They don’t mind anyone knowing they’re racists.”
“They must not,” Gaynelle said. “Billy Joe’s daddy got pretty ugly back then. That’s why it was a shock when it came out that Billy Joe had seduced Susana. He was already engaged to Allison by then, and everyone knew they were getting married right after she graduated from high school the next month. If not for Darcy Denton—Doris Dancey in the book—no one would have known about Susana’s baby.”
“I wanted Meryl Streep to play Darcy in the movie,” said Dixie Lee. “But since she was already starring in another movie they got Sandra Brady instead.”
“Sandra Brady!” I couldn’t help exclaiming. “She’s a huge star. I loved her in Emerald Nights .”
“Who’s playing the role of Susana—or Sharona in the book?” Cindy asked Dixie Lee.
“Mira Waller. Buck Prentiss is playing Billy Joe’s part.”
Cindy gave an excited squeal. “Buck Prentiss! He’s just as good-looking as Brad Pitt.”
Dixie Lee nodded. “Of course, you know I changed all the names in the book so I wouldn’t get sued, but as you all have figured out most people here know who I’m talking about anyway. And that’s just a small part of the book. All the other events are in the background, and a lot of bit players pop in and out. Some of the movie is being shot up in Memphis and down in Oxford at Ole Miss.”
“Mira Waller,” said Sandra Dobson, “is just as famous as Sandra Brady. And she’s from the South, I heard. Somewhere down around Jackson, I think.”
“She’s a Mississippian? I didn’t know that,” I said.
“Mira hasn’t been around nearly as long as Sandra Brady, but she’s gotten some great character roles lately,” said Gaynelle. “I predict an Oscar in her future.”
“Wouldn’t that be exciting, Dixie Lee?” said Cady Lee. “I mean, going to the Oscars, walking the red carpet, rubbing elbows with the Hollywood elite. Do you think that will really happen?”
“I haven’t seen the script yet. Sometimes they rewrite things so badly that it ruins what was once a good book.”
“Or sometimes they rewrite bad books so well that it changes into a good movie,” Bitty observed with a feline smile that made her look just like a Siamese cat.
I’m not sure what Dixie Lee might have said to that because Deelight Tillman chose that moment to arrive, and the topic was momentarily interrupted.
“Hello, everyone,” she said, and then exclaimed to Dixie Lee, “It’s so exciting to see all these movie people in town again. The last movie shot here was Big Bad Love, but my favorite is Cookie’s Fortune . I got to see Glenn Close when she came into Budgie’s for a sandwich. She was just like regular people and very nice.”
“Well, they were all regular people once, you know,” Gaynelle said. “Most of them don’t forget that.”
“There was that one actress who was real snooty,” reminded Carolann. “I can’t think of her name now, but she acted like we were all horseflies, bothersome enough to shoo away if we got too close.”
“I see I missed a lot in my years away,” I remarked. “Mama kept me up to date on most things, but she never said a lot about the movie