The credits rolled and Miriam watched intently.
She had enjoyed the music.
“Two out of three,” she said and squeezed Danver’s hand.
He had held hers firmly during the entire film, the unauthorized documentary of her life.
“Two of three stars?” Danver asked, aghast, and she turned to face him.
Her brash gay attorney was the most attractive man she had ever se…
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