Sublime

Annie, only stabbed.

“Yeah. Actually, I have to bring over some fresh paperwork because it’s technically a principal role.” Mom’s almost shaking with joy. “How did this happen?” “Well, the little girl we hired wouldn’t take direction—she just kept smiling no matter how many times we told her to look sad. But not your daughter. She’s got a great sad face,” he laughs.

Since this is the point at which Annie is furthest from her goal (winning her best friend back), she’s officially at rock bottom.

Lori Elle and Robia LaMorte,

“You ready to run lines, Angel?” Mom asks. “Sure,” I say, even though I’m never ready. I still get nervous to practice lines with Mom. I thought my being cast as a series regular might help her lighten up a bit, but it hasn’t. She’s still so critical. It’s stressful.

Cast members, unlike writers, were each provided with a car and driver to get to the after-parties—more specifically, with a gigantic black Cadillac Escalade SUV—and I’d arranged to ride along with Henrietta and her wife, Lisa.

Anam is the Gaelic word for soul; ċara means soul cara is the word for friend. So anam ċara friend. The anam ċara was a person to whom you could reveal the hidden intimacies of your life. This friendship was an act of recognition and belonging. When you had an anam ċara, your friendship cut across all convention and category. You were joined in an