Nine Divorces, One Last Stand

s discharged, I

steady on the

when she answered

e rush of genuine concern. Tony was my former agent, the one who' d believed in my talent before

first time, it felt true. "But I'

slow exhale. "Thank God. What do you need? A l

in my throat. "Just your professional h

oduction company. I owned forty percent of it. It was my nest egg, my las

hesitation. "And Chloe? I still have that contact in Paris. The director who

small, unfamilia

hares first," I said,

was preparing the sale docu

ark at an after-party, his face contorted in rage, grabbing a young female fan by the arm and

s studio contacts, his endorsement partners. I was still

in flames. But the professional in me, the woman who had spent five years putting out

ement. I spent hours on the phone, smoothin

living room like a caged animal. Sar

d the moment I walked in. He didn't ask h

You will apologize. You will be humble and contrite. You will say you were under a lot of

r, agitated. "Fine, fine, wh

stood at the side of the stage, watching Mark deliver the lines I' d written for

asked a question I ha

in trouble. Can you comment on your relationship with M

to deny, to reaffirm his

strange smile playing on his lips. He saw his ch

the main camera, as if h

tone. "It' s been a hard time for both of us. But Sarah... Sarah has been a beacon of ligh

to. He had just publicly declared his emotional allegiance to hi

es to save himself, and

ke a firing squad. My face was a blank mask, but

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