Chapter 24
He did manage to call me a couple of times. The first time was at three o’clock one Saturday morning. I could barely hear anything over the background noise.
Having been woken up from sleep, I initially panicked that it was an emergency back home. There was an unfamiliar American voice on the other end.
"Is that Eloise? I’ve got David here." Whoever it was passed the phone along before I could reply.
"Eloise? I’m in a bar in San José."
It was his voice. "Was that Aubrey?" I asked.
"Aubrey? No. He’s in LA. It was one of the crew, who figured out how to call you from here. How are you?"
I said that I was well.
"What time is it over there?" he asked.
I felt embarrassed telling him it was three in the morning, but he didn’t seem concerned.
"Did I wake you? Or have you been
