Chapter FiveParamount lot, July 1926
“Daisy, how do you feel about travel?” Edna asked me.
“Depends where,” I said, combing out May Allison for her part in The Telephone Girl.
“They’re looking for salon people to go on location for The Rough Riders in San Antonio. You up for it?”
“Sure!” I said. The Rough Riders was going to be about Teddy Roosevelt and the Spanish-American War. Mostly men’s hair, not as glamorous as the old-fashioned ladies’ costume pictures I liked so much. Still, I was excited. I’d never been that far from home by myself, and I’d never seen Texas.
Now that my job had become the most important thing in my life, I dreaded going home anymore to the sullen, angry man I’d married. Ray had gotten resentful as I spent more time at the lot. Having a wife already working at
