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!