Chapter 13When we got home, our housekeeper Susan was waiting for us.
“Jane Rearden called for you,” she told Chris. “I said you’d be back next week, because I wasn’t sure, so you don’t have to call her back ‘til next weekend.” Then she asked, “Have I been reading the paper correctly?”
“What did you read?” I inquired.
“That someone’s going to be a movie star?”
“Yes, you read it right,” I said. “But we have to be careful it doesn’t go to her head.”
“Yes, we’ll all watch her.”
“If I live through it,” Chris said softly.
“I can’t imagine you failing at anything, Ms. Chris.”
“There’s always a first time. What’s that, the Peter Principle? That you continue to rise until you reach your level of incompetence?”
“You’re a long ways from there, honey,” I said as I started to unpack and toss
