Easy Glamour by Maggie Marr

Author:Maggie Marr [Marr, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: NLA Digital LLC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Rhett

Tasha was right; I’d never met a woman like her. There was no woman like her. I pressed hard on the accelerator and her convertible took a tight turn on the PCH. We zipped along the coast. Wind whipped the amber locks that had strayed from her ponytail. The sun was bright and the ocean reflected the brilliant blue of the sky. A smile curved over my face. This was the life. This was the life I’d always imagined for myself. A fast car, a hot woman, the wide-open road, an album with a great label. I wanted this.

My chest tightened. Did I deserve everything I wanted? A fear that was always present when good things happened took hold of my gut. The fear that, when I was most happy, bad things would rain down upon me like a hailstorm. I pushed the thoughts from my head. For just today, for just this time with Tasha, let me enjoy this now, whether I deserved to be happy or not.

These moments of joy were the type of moments that, as a kid, I’d always envisioned the other Legends having with Dad and their mom—cruising up the coast in a convertible looking like the All-American Family. While my sisters and I remained hidden away in Ventura County. Amanda and Sterling got the prime-time spotlight while Sophia, Ellen, and me subsisted on the scraps of time and attention that Dad provided.

“I love this road,” Tasha said. “Daddy used to bring us up here when I was little. He’d pile us in the car and we’d just take off for a day. I think it was his way of escaping so he could give Mom and me his attention.”

“Did you spend much time with him?”

“Yeah,” Tasha said. “I did. And I never realized how hard that was for him until I started working at Left Coast. His work was all-consuming. He was in charge there and he had a lot of great artists to keep happy, but he still always found time for me.” She turned her face toward me. “He was really smart about hiring good people.”

“He had his priorities straight.” The bitterness I felt about Dad bled into my voice. Tasha’s eyes flashed. She was putting it all together. Maybe she hadn’t considered what it meant to be the bastard family of Steve Legend.

“Wasn’t like that for you, was it?”

“Nope,” I said. I pressed on the accelerator. “Dad was a busy guy, between the movies, his legitimate family, his affairs, and us? We didn’t get a whole lot of quality time. Then layer in the fact that nobody knew about us? Well, we definitely weren’t the ideal American family.”

“No,” Tasha said. “You wouldn’t have been. How old were you when you figured it out? That you were different? That your family was different?”

Most people didn’t ask questions about my Dad. My vibe told anyone who asked to steer clear of that topic. With Tasha I didn’t mind. Maybe because her tone implied openness and interest, not a morbid curiosity.

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