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There were also thank-you notes to write for their wedding gifts.
And then there were the chickens.
And the bees.
“Hey, baby! You didn’t return my calls! I hope everything’s all right.”
“Yeah,” Abby said. “I just needed to think.”
“I want to see you. Meet me at Performance Park tonight?”
She hung up, took a deep breath, and headed out to meet her challenge.
“I’ve been talking with all the other actresses you helped with their careers,” Abby said. “You’ve been hoping we’d never talk to each other, haven’t you? We’re all filing complaints right now. And giving interviews to the press. If you’re not scared of what you’ve done, you better be.”
She turned and walked away. Behind her, she heard Nemo shout, “Your career is over! You never had one, and now it’s done! I hope it’s worth it!”
When she got home, she stood in front of the mirror for the first time since Dion confronted her on Love Day. Did it hurt? Was she still ashamed of herself?
Maybe a little, but much less than before. If she could help any other actresses from making the same bad decision, then all of this would be worth it.
But Nemo was also right. She had acted only a few roles, and ever one of them was something he had handed her. Without him, she was back to square one. Worse, since she would get more publicity for trying to run a casting agent out of business than she’d ever gotten for her acting.
Dylan chucked her on the shoulders. “Think of it as research for your future starring role!”
Abby couldn’t help but giggle.
“Thanks for supporting me, big brother,” Abby said.
“Ahem,” Sawyer said.
Abby looked up in surprise. “What’s up Sawyer?”
“I was accepted to Sims University with a full scholarship,” Sawyer said. “I start this fall.”
“What? Me go to college?”
“It’s better than hanging around here while they make fun of you.”
“I — I never thought about. I haven’t applied to any schools. I didn’t take any standardized tests.”
“You’re not stupid,” Sawyer said. “They’ll let you in.”
Abby was touched. From Sawyer, that was the highest of compliments. “OK. I guess I’ll apply.”
The questions on the entrance exam were challenging, to be sure. But she came up with something.
And apparently, it was a good something. Her acceptance letter arrived quickly. She was surprised, but Sawyer just shrugged. “I told you. You can rent the truck. I have to pack up my research supplies.”
And heading off in a rental truck to Sims U to study Fine Arts.
Woo. Stuff. I’m kind of burning out, but I’m still trying to plug at getting caught up.
I’m sure I could do myself a favor if I condensed. I’ll see if I can do University in one post.