“You’ll be exiting to your left,” her handler said. “There’ll be two rope lines. You’ll walk to the hotel lobby. Lars will be with you all the way.”
Looking miserable, she sighed.
“Autographs?” she asked.
“Only if you wish.”
“Not today.”
“Okay.”
She closed her eyes and thought of a time long ago when her only dream was to be famous.
Her limo rolled to a stop, and someone opened the door. Outside, people clapped and called her name. Cameras flashed.
She got out and forced a smile, dreaming of the only thing now beyond her reach: to be unknown.
Looking miserable, she sighed.
“Autographs?” she asked.
“Only if you wish.”
“Not today.”
“Okay.”
She closed her eyes and thought of a time long ago when her only dream was to be famous.
Her limo rolled to a stop, and someone opened the door. Outside, people clapped and called her name. Cameras flashed.
She got out and forced a smile, dreaming of the only thing now beyond her reach: to be unknown.
