Movie Star By Lizzie Pepper by Hilary Liftin

Author:Hilary Liftin [Liftin, Hilary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2015-07-21T04:00:00+00:00

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In the last days of planning the wedding, Meg brought me lists of questions, but I ceded all the last-minute decisions to Bethamy, the wedding planner I couldn’t stand but had rehired in postpartum panic. Oh well. So much for making my wedding my own. Now that I had the twins to juggle, I decided it didn’t matter.

Arrangements were made. People prepared what I would wear and where I would go. There was only one path in front of me. All I had to do was keep walking forward. If that makes me sound like a cow plodding stupidly to the slaughter, well, all I can say is that the cow is mercifully unaware of her impending doom.

Also, Henri gave me a little pink pill to take every morning. Beta-blockers. Henri promised they were perfectly safe for breast-feeding. I’d refused them before, when Bethamy thought I had too many opinions about my own wedding, but now I took one every day, and I felt like a million bucks.

In the end, the primary goal of wedding planning wasn’t how to represent our love in a ceremony that bound us for life before all of our loved ones. Rather, the central focus was keeping the date and location secret. Our jet first made a quick stop on the Isle of Man. We got off the plane long enough to take some “vacation” photos on the beach nearest the tarmac. Then, as soon as it was getting dark, we stole off in a yacht to Dublin. Immediately before the wedding, we e-mailed our Rounder contact decoy photos of the four of us—me, Rob, and the babies—relaxing on our island vacation. By the time they hit the newsstands six days later we’d be married and off on our honeymoon in Australia. That was the plan, anyway.

The boys were two months old and still exclusively breast-feeding, one after the other, every four hours when we arrived at Ballybridge Castle, the thirteenth-century stronghold Bethamy had picked because she seemed to have such strong opinions about the pros and cons of various European castles. I still wasn’t speaking to my parents—or Aurora, for that matter. Our falling-out had persisted through the twins’ birth, which felt even bigger to me than the wedding. I had moved on, and the wedding represented my new, adult life. Most of the guests would be Rob’s family; friends from the Studio; actors, producers, and directors we’d worked with over the years; and a number of people who had traveled with us to help with the wedding, though Genna, Talia, Joaquim, and Rob’s stylist really counted as friends.

At least there was Meg. Soon after the boys and I came home from the hospital, Meg had tried to apologize for her condition the night I’d gone into labor. Oh, right. I’d nearly forgotten about seeing her drunk and whispering about secrets in my fiancé’s arms.

“The way I grew up—it was really insular. In Fernhills I was immersed in the Practice. I’m kind of—realizing some stuff.

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