Raising the Baton by Bruce Herschensohn

Author:Bruce Herschensohn [Herschensohn, Bruce]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beaufort Books, Incorporated
Published: 2018-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

THEME EIGHTEEN

DESTINATIONS

HOLLY WOOD CONFIDENTIAL, the magazine that was for sale next to the cash-registers of U.S. grocery stores, devoted its cover to a full page portrait of Savannah Lane. Underneath the portrait was the quote, “I was told my days on ‘Gemstone’ are through. Over. Done.” Any potential reader had to buy and read the magazine to find out that she didn’t show up for work for a long time with one excuse after another, and therefore she was not called again to play her role, and her contract was not renewed. She had ignored the warnings she received when phoning from New York while attempting a lead role in one of the planned Broadway musicals in the season ahead; “The Roar of the Greasepaint—The Smell of the Crowd,” “Fiddler on the Roof,” “Man of La Macha,” “What Makes Sammy Run?” among others, with her major excuse from being away from “Gemstone” in Los Angeles becoming more and more that she had a bad cold. “Really bad.”

Once back to Los Angeles she discovered that her previously reserved parking place at the television studio didn’t have her name on it anymore. Instead of her name there was a flat blue color with the insulting sign next to it saying “Wet Paint.”

She knew she was wrong in what she did and she knew it was right that she was fired and so she did what any annoyed actress would do in a similar situation: she made a U-Turn from the studio parking lot and headed her car to U.S. Route 101 and drove 134 miles to San Diego and then to Narragansett Street in Ocean Beach and to the Silver Spray Hotel and Apartments that was situated on a high embankment off the Pacific Coast.

She waited for Christopher Straw in the small and uncomfortable reception room, only sharing it with the clerk near the old dark brown wooden room-key boxes; the clerk being at least twice her age and who couldn’t stop staring at her. She hadn’t phoned to tell Christopher Straw she was coming to see him but she never told anyone what she was going to do next. That was her style. No excuses in advance. Not a justification. Anyone had to love her in order to like her.

The locale’s scenery was luxurious but the Silver Spray as a living facility at this time was starting renovation, and at least temporarily was not what would be called luxurious. Its non-luxury might have been a financial plus for its guests as Chris’ apartment was an affordable $45.00 a month. Another part of the temporary minus of the Silver Spray was Melvin, the receptionist whose conversation had what he thought was a charming routine, but it was quickly a nuisance. It came about because Anna had the habit of sending Chris chocolate-chipped cookies through the mail. The first time Melvin handed him the package Chris made the mistake of offering him one or two cookies. Chris told him, “These are blues-chasers! They

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