We met in Audra’s suite for introductions and drinks before the event and I knew I wasn’t going to enjoy the evening. Ami talked all night about one thing - herself. She also made a point to snuggle up to me every time anyone came close with a camera. She made what should have been one of the greatest nights of my life miserable. I’d have enjoyed Maisie’s company. I made a vow that going forward I would be my own man and call my own shots. I wasn’t going to allow this lifestyle to rule me. I had the award in my hand that Carlene said would set me free, and I planned to play that card. “I saw you win the award,” Maisie said, when I called her the next day. “Can I tell you a secret?” I asked playfully. “Sure.” “If I’da had to hear one more word about Ami’s hair from her or anyone else, I think I would have puked. She likes herself.” “A lot,”
