Audrey in the backseat of the star quarterback’s car. Audrey losing her virginity. Audrey dropping out of high school because she’s pregnant.As I lie in Casey’s silky sheets, my mind is racing, one horrible thought replacing the last with an even worse one.My eyes are heavy and I have to blink a few times to read the clock on Casey’s bedside table. It’s 5:30 a.m. In just an hour, I need to be sitting in hair and makeup at the studio. I’ve hardly slept all night thinking about last night’s dinner topic; my sixteen-year-old daughter’s dating life, which went from nonexistent to active in the span of five minutes.I’m in no mood to face the makeup artist after the snide comments I overheard her make yesterday to her assistant about the dark circles under my eyes. I’d frozen behind the audio room door as I’d listened to her bitch about how she’d better win an Emmy this year after all the work she has to do to make me look pretty—especially now that we shoot the show in high definition.
