Chapter 30
Tim called. “Everyone loves it! They’re eager to get it started. There’ll be a trade show in Las Vegas next month. They’ll preview it there. You have to be there to sign autographs.”
“Autographs? You’re kidding.”
“No, Sweetheart. You’re going to be famous. Wait until you see the finished ads. Everyone will want you. Car will have to fight off your admirers.”
“Oh, God, Tim. What have I done?”
“You’ve just showed people how beautiful you are. Block the weekend of the twenty-seventh. We’ll be in Vegas.”
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Jane called the next day. “We need to find an escort to take you to the premier.”
“Really?” I asked. “Couldn’t we make it look like I’m alone? Car will be with me.”
“No, sweetie. If you were anyone else, you could bring whomever you wanted. But you’ve Christine Anth
