Chapter One
“JENNY, CAN you smile a little wider? You look like you are at school picture day.”
“Uh, yes, I’m sorry. Sorry,” I say, giving a small wave of my hand, as if it will banish my dark thoughts.
The photographer nods and ducks back behind her camera, asking Kane Lucky to look “fatherly” toward me. It’s been a week since the film premiere for Fear Recoil and the movie opens this Friday. A popular movie magazine is having the cast on the cover for this week’s issue. Normally I would have been thrilled. But with everything that has unfolded over the last week, all I want to do is take a tub of cookie dough, curl up in bed and watch bad movies until the end of time.
Instead, I plaster a smile on my face that hopefully looks enchanting and stare at the camera. Kane Lucky tries to lo
