That Wasn't in the Script by Sarah Ainslee

Author:Sarah Ainslee [Ainslee, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bow's Bookshelf

CHAPTER 15

ROWAN

I’m getting the impression Josie is still pissed off with me after our fight. It’s not like I could blame her. She was honest with me and I was a total prick. The worst part is, I wasn’t even mad at her for what she said. I was angry at myself because she was right. I’m frozen too.

She coolly distances herself on our walk to the bakery, gluing her nose to her phone and making every effort to make her directions short as possible. As we skirt the outer reaches of SoHo on our way to Caffé Palermo, I try to pull her out of her despondent nature the only way I know how—talking about old movies.

“You’re dead to me. I’m leaving.”

I toss my head back with a laugh. “Seriously?!”

Josie points a threatening finger at my nose. “West Side Story is the greatest movie ever made, full stop.”

And I had just told her I thought it was overrated. Nice, Rowan.

“Okay then,” I change the subject quickly. “The Sound of Music?”

“Ooooh no,” she sings playfully, “you’re not allowed to pull yourself out of this one, and with The Sound of Music? That’s cheap.”

I shove a finger down my throat and flippantly wag my hands in the air. “Ooh! Look at me! I’m Romeo & Juliet with street gangs!” Josie punches my tattooed arm. “OWW!”

“Sorry!” She covers her mouth with an evil chuckle. “Fine then. What’s your favorite old movie? And I swear to god, if your answer is cliché or something with James Dean, I will shove you in front of an oncoming car.”

We make it to Walker Street and quickly cross the road in a break of traffic before Josie has the chance to chicken out and wait for the pedestrian crossing sign to light up. I rub the back of my neck as I ponder my answer.

“As much as I love East of Eden—please don’t hit me again—it’s this old movie called Ziegfeld Girl.” Just saying the name fills me with instant hipster cred I otherwise don’t possess in any other way.

“First of all, that movie is amazing.” She grins. “Secondly, nobody on earth has seen that movie.”

“Minus us. We’re not nobodies.”

“Speak for yourself.” She points to my piss-poor disguise. “Seriously, you’ve seen it?”

I feel like I’m harping on the dead grandmother thing way too much, but I can’t help it. The reason I turned out half as normal as I claim to be is because of her.

“It was Grandma’s favorite.” I explain. “We watched it every time I came to stay with her. I think she could relate to the whole Hedy Lamarr ‘I’m gonna star on Broadway and then abandon my career to support my husband’ thing.”

“Did she?” Josie’s face falls.

“In a way.” I push up my sunglasses. “Grandpa Jim got sick when they were really young. She left the theater to take care of him. He ended up recovering, but she realized she didn’t miss it as much as she thought she would. They settled down and had kids instead.

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