Chapter66

RichardandIcouldhardlysleepthatnight.It'snotthatI'mworriedaboutKeithnotsleeping,it'snotthatRichardistossingandturning,it'snotthatI'mworriedaboutherhusband.

Youhavenosympathyforthosewhoworkhard.Iwanttosleep,don'thitmeoverandoveragain!

Ireallywantedtoscoldhim,butwhenhesmoked,Ididn'tsayanything.Itseemedthathewasreallynervous,soIcouldn'tsleep,forbydaybreakIbecameadeadghost,andworkedwearilyinthetent.ButwhenthefirstpersonImetinthetentwasnotdirectorWillorDr.Martin,butCiaronincivilianclothes,whowasrecitinglinesfortoday'sscene,myeyeslitup.

Damnit,Ifinallyescapedfromhimyesterday,andIwillseehimwhilefilming.Ifhissexualdesirerelapses,itwillbeabigbadluck!

Iturnedandranaway,butCiarontookmyeyes.

"Goodmorning,Gwen."

Ipaused,suddenlyturnedtolook,andthengotmyfacewet.

"Ah...goodmorning."Justarustleonmyfaceisnotenough.LookingforRichard,buthewasn'there.Hewentanotherway,butIdidn'tknowit.

Remember,youdamnfriend,Iwon'thelpyouafteryouarewrestledbySilan!