“Oh! Wait! I just realized something else I can do to help you. Duh.” I palm my forehead. “You can work for me!” “What?” Amy shrieks. “Only for a week,” I quickly clarify. “I’m gonna be shooting a small role in a movie for a week in LA, beginning a week from Monday, and my contract says I can have a personal assistant on-set on their dime. Someone they supply to me or someone of my own choosing. So, duh, why don’t I tell them I choose you?” Amy hurls herself at me like a missile, shrieking hysterically. And the minute Amy is in my arms, I feel a tidal wave of affection for her—a rush of the
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