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Texas Hill Country, 1954
“That’s a wrap for today,” the director called out on the set of Windswept Beach.
Ruby swept up the edge of her cobalt-blue sarong costume and hurried across the sand toward her trailer. She had a private trailer to change in now—the result of a request in the latest contract Joseph had negotiated for her.
Even though filming had been extended on this current movie—a romantic comedy set at a hotel in Laguna Beach—she’d insisted that she needed to go to Texas. It was Mariangela’s birthday, and she couldn’t miss it. The director hadn’t been happy, but it was in her contract. Her agent had also insisted on that contract clause for her, without revealing the reason.
“Ruby, wait up,” another actress called out.
“Not now, Nancy.” Ruby slipped through throngs of
