A Picture Worth a Thousand Words by Nicole Lane

Author:Nicole Lane [Lane, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Omnific Publishing

Rhiannon was at her computer when the phone rang, and she checked the caller ID to see that it was Kline. Reaching over, she turned the ringer off and let the voice mail pick up. She'd gone to bed angry and woken up sad and wasn't in any state to talk to him. She sipped a cup of tea and turned her attention back to the screen.

The previous night's events were splashed all over the internet. DeuxMoi was featuring the winners list and the fashion highlights. Kline's name was mentioned in several of the articles, which was to be expected. Jill's dress made headlines, as well. She was in the top ten best dressed according to Go Fug Yourself.

Rhiannon glowered at a picture for a moment, recognizing August standing patiently in the background, and wondered how he felt about everything. Surely it was even harder for a man to watch his date pretend she was on a date with someone else. And preen and pose without him.

All the major news sites had Oscars information and more than one had a picture of Kline with Jill as an attention catcher. It took several clicks before she saw anything about herself, it was not what she wanted to see. Sharon Osbourne had compared her with Jill, saying Kline was sitting between The Virgin and The Whore. Side-by-side photos of Jill working the carpet in her daring gown and Rhiannon looking startled by a flash in what looked to be the same spot. It was clear Osbourne had chosen one of the worst pictures of Rhiannon they could find, and sure enough, the dress looked like a filter over her bare body in the camera’s light. “What are a couple of nipples if you’ve seen the whole bush?” Osbourne had written, and made another nasty remark about how no one ever saw Rhiannon in photos unless they saw all of her. In the last sentence she said, “It’s a perfect example of the dress wearing you, over you wearing the dress.”

Rhiannon finally flicked off the computer and went for her phone. She'd known Jill a long time and either something was truly up with Kline that made her lose all hope in her ability to judge people, or she was just being sucked into a vacuum of Hollywood hallucination. Either way, she was going to end it now. She dialed Jill's number.

There was fumbling on the other end of the line then a sleepy, "Hello?"

"Hello, Jill. It's Rhiannon. Did I wake you?" she asked, knowing full well that she had.

"Rhiannon," Jill repeated, then laughed a little, "I don't think you have yet, actually. But keep talking. How are you?"

"I'm--not great, actually. I think you and I should talk."

Jill hesitated, "Okay. Sure. Now?"

"How about lunch? Would you like to come here, or shall I come to you?"

"I'm at August's," Jill yawned. "I'll come to you. Oh wait—I don't have a car. Hang on." There was more rustling and some muffled conversation before Jill was back on the line, "You're welcome to come here.

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