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know about it…’
    ‘I can’t believe you,’ Casey laughed, ‘Where is it?’
    ‘Up north. It’s called Watertown, it’s a quaint little place with a tea shop and bookstores and corner shops, right next to a logging community. It’s off the map, and there are hardly any television. Nobody would know who either of us were.’
    If you’re wondering what I was talking about… Basically, when I first got paid for my first big movie I did what anybody would do – treated myself with a little, put a whole lot into my rainy day savings, but even then I still had some leftover. Casey and I had always joked about absconding to a secret hideout if things ever got rough – namely the end of the world or whatever. But now that I actually had the financial means to do it, I couldn’t resist. It was literally a dream…
    ‘So what’s the house like?’
    ‘It’s great,’ I said, ‘a lovely little oakwood place by a lake, with a dock and rowing boats and everything…’
    ‘Jeez, Emma it sounds like something out of a romance movie…’
    ‘Believe me, my life’s starting to feel more and more like a movie as the days go by… So what do you say?’
    We both looked back and forth at each other, our blank, analytical faces slowing changing into uncontrollable smiles.
    ‘Why not,’ Casey agreed, ‘It’ll be great. We can get away from this lot, you can have some time away from that douchebag that cheated on you… What could go wrong?’

Chapter Three
    Two hours later and we were pretty much ready – I had showered, packed enough clothes for both myself and Casey to last the week, and had a separate bag set up with pretty much everything I would need in an emergency.
    ‘Well, I think we’re ready…’ I said, standing by the door in an old style rock t-shirt, a jacket and a pair of faded jeans.
    ‘I can’t believe we’re doing this…’ Casey smiled, looking over at me. ‘You’re one of the biggest young female stars in the world right now, and we’re just gonna jump ship…’
    ‘I know,’ I said shamefully, ‘But like you said, the schedule’s free, and let’s be honest, I think we both deserve a holiday.’
    ‘Truer words have never been spoken, Emma, my dear.’
    In some ways the two of us really were a double act. I needed her, and she needed me. And I would always be grateful for having a best friend like her behind the scenes, figuring all this stuff out for me…
    ‘There’s just one problem,’ Casey continued, ‘I’m not quite sure how we can get out of here without being seen by the angry mob…’
    She was right - the moment we stepped out there we would be swarmed upon. I had this image in my head of those groggy pieces of camera footage where celebrities run from paparazzi or people going to court cover their heads with jackets so their faces are hidden.
    ‘We could go down the fire exit,’ I smiled, ‘Belly flop onto the crowd below like rock stars. My t-shirt even suits the occasion.’
    ‘It’s tempting,’ Casey laughed, crossing her arms beneath her chest and looking around, ‘But we need something inconspicuous. Something that puts us in plain sight without them even realising… And the cab’s gonna be here in ten minutes so we need to come up with something, and fast…’
    I knew what she meant, but what could we do? Make a run for it? That seemed like our only resort… Until-
    I looked over at Casey, that lop-sided grin having risen to her face that told me she had an idea that was better than brilliant.
    ‘You still have all those old props from your sets around, don’t you?’ She asked.
    ‘Yeah, of course.’
    ‘Do you have Meredith’s outfit? You know, the walking stick and the flowery dress and the big hats?’
    ‘Somewhere in my back room, yeah…’ I looked at Casey sceptically, eyeing her up and down as her smile grew wider and wider.
    ***
    ‘This is beyond insane…’
    ‘Correction; it’s genius.’
    We had seen the cab arrive from my apartment