As was our custom, Rachel hung around that night and we ate Thai takeout while I regaled her with stories from filming. One of these times, I’d have to fly her in to visit while I was working. She’d visited me on set when it was local before, but we’d never gotten together while I was on location. She’d get a kick out of it. But it wouldn’t be anytime soon, because I’d told Lou a couple of weeks ago I would be taking a little time off. Surprisingly, he didn’t have that big of a problem with it and said he’d start looking for projects that were shooting farther out.
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Rachel woke me the next morning with a steaming mug of coffee, to tell me she was heading back home. Before she left, she reminded me that she’d found a tiny one-bedroom closer to downtown and I was expected to help her move in at the end of the month.
I promised I’d be there.