"Raymond E. Feist - Faerie Tale" - читать интересную книгу автора (Feist Raymond E)"Well, I've never seen you onstage, ma'am, but I've read about your husband, and they mentioned your ca- reer in passing." "Fame, so fleeting," Gloria said with mock sorrow. "Anyway, just the fact you knew of my humble career calls for a drink, assuming the refrigerator is still working and you'd like a beer?" "With deep appreciation," he answered with a smile. "I'd been hoping to meet you and your husband." "Then come inside and I'll scare up a beer for you. Phil should be back with the food shortly." Leading the young man into the kitchen, Gloria pulled the kerchief from her head, letting her ash-blond hair fall freely. Suddenly she was aware of a desire to primp, feel- ing both amused and alarmed by it. She hadn't been in front of the cameras since before the twins were born, and had lost a lot of the automatic checking of appear- ance that was almost second nature to young actresses in the film jungles. Now this young man, little older than Gabbie from his appearance, made her wish for a herself she wasn't going to apologize for her appearance. Still, he was handsome in a way Gloria liked: unselfcon- scious, dark good looks, athletic but not overly muscular. Gloria smiled inwardly in anticipation of Gabbie's reac- tion to the young man. He really was cute. Turning to- ward Jack, she said, "We're still uncrating around here." Jack looked concerned. "I'm sorry if this is an inop- portune time, ma'am. I can visit another day." She shook her head as she opened the refrigerator. "No, I just mean pardon the mess." She handed him a beer. "And it's 'Gloria,' not 'ma'am.' " Jack's eyebrows went up as he regarded the white bot- tle. "Royal Holland Brand," he said approvingly. "Phil is that rarest of all birds, a well-paid writer. He buys it by the case." Jack sipped the beer and made an expression of satis- faction. "I can imagine, considering the success of his films. Still, I've often wondered why he hasn't written another book." |
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