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while walking down the street. H e takes it off while shooti ng “difficult angles. ” A nd yes, h e takes it off when he first wakes up in the morning. In fact, the best actor in this film is his T-shirt. E ven it k nows that the key to escaping mediocrity is getting away from Matt Sterling.
    “Someone who isn’t so lucky? Natalie Portman . Her character has the daunting du ty of falling in love with him.
    “ If you must see Summer Nights , see it w hen it finds its way into a $1 Red Box rental machine and not a second before.”
    “Le t me guess. Melody Carter ?” I sighed.
    “Yes sir.”
    I hated Melody Carter. She was the worst type of movie critic—the type that interw o ve my personal life into her “professional” reviews, the type that found a way to get under my skin every single time. Al though she was extremely rude and crass, the movie-going people of New York City took her drivel very seriously.
    I ’d once wo ndered what she looked like. I googled her but only her work appe ared, no pictures, no Facebook.
    She’s probably hideous … and fat . That’s it! She’s fat and ugly and she just wants everyone to be as miserable as she is ! I ought to pay her a visit and put her in her place!
    “Ge t me a meeting with Melody Carter please, ” I sat up.
    “Sir, it’s we ll known that Miss Carter hardly meets with anyone in the industry. She doesn’t even attend premieres or advanced screenings.”
    So she IS fat and ugly!
    “Well, could you at least get me the address to her office?”

 
Chapter 5
    Melody
     
    I hugged my parents before turning away and walking into Memphis International. I knew they wanted me to stay another week, but I needed to get back to work.
    I rolled my eyes w hen the desk agent said “Have a safe flight Mrs. Scofield,” but I didn’t correct her. Inste ad , I typed a note into my phone : “Get Melody Carter put back on license and credit cards. Make sure marriage license is annulled.”
    This ti me I was wearing matching shoes, cheap Old Navy flip flops, and I was proud of myself for being slightly more functional. I didn’t bother staying up to listen to the flight attendant ’s safety speech or watching any other passengers.
    I drifted into a deep sleep and didn’t awake until the flight attendant let me know that I was once again, the last passenger on the plane.
    I took my tim e walking around La Guardia airport , sto pping inside of several news shops, buying books I had no interest in reading. I sat down at McDonalds, forcing myself to eat a box of chicken nuggets, making myself do something that didn’t remind me of Sean.
    “Miss Carter! Miss Carter! Over here!” I heard Sophie’s voice as I walked past baggage claim. I looked over my should er and saw her long brown curls bouncing as she jumped up and down.
    “Sophie? ” I tried to sound polite . “W hat are you doing here?”
    “Mr. Maxwell told me to get the town car to take you home when you landed .”
    I don’t have a home to go to…
    “I need to go by the office first. ”
    “Mr. Maxwell insisted that you go home and rest for a day. Those were his exact words ma’am,” she turned red and nervously darted her eyes back and forth.
    I didn’t say a word. I looked Sophie up and down, folding my arms and giving her the coldest look I could manage. She withered under my glare, averting her eyes to the floor and shifting her weight from foot to foot.
    I hated being mean to Sophie. I gave in. “ Fine. Tell the driver to take me to Trump SoHo .”
    S ophie frowned and nodded her head . “Follow me.”
    I knew Mr. Maxwell was trying to make sure I was completely sane before returning, but I was annoyed. I needed to return to work to not only catch up on some projects, but to make hot el reservations for the next few weeks. I’d sold my condo months ago, and I needed a place to stay while I shopped for a new one.
    When we pulled up to Trump SoHo , the driver opened my door and extended his