Jack had been awake only a few minutes. He slept all day long, waking only to relieve himself and his back ached from laying down too long. He felt better, but still not awake enough to go downstairs in search of sustenance. When his front door buzzed, he realized he’d have to go down. He wondered who it could possibly be, because nobody ever visited him without calling first in the three years he had lived here. He pulled on his robe and slowly made his way downstairs, while the door buzzed two more times. He pressed the intercom and his voice croaked, “Hello?” He had to clear his throat and say it again.
“Jack?”
Elizabeth? Jack held his breath. “Yes?”
“It’s Lizzie. Can I come in?”
“Yes,” he said again, pressing the door release. He opened his door and there she stood. He stared at her.
“Hi,” she smiled. “Are you all right? We’ve been trying to call you.”
“I’ve been sleeping.”
“I’m sorry I woke you up.”
“No, I woke up a few minutes before you buzzed.” He stared at her a moment longer and snapped out of it, stepping aside for her. “Come in.”
She smiled again. Jack looked like a little boy; his hair tousled, in his bright blue terry robe and bare feet. She peeked at his big feet, which she had never seen before. There was something about seeing the object of your affection with bare feet that made him seem more accessible. “Maggie and Chris and I were worried about you. You weren’t answering the phone, so we decided one of us should come and check on you. Chris had to work and Maggie was rehearsing, so I got the job.”
Jack was elated that Maggie and Chris had been busy. “Wow,” he said, shutting the door. “Thanks.” He was also grateful his friends had been concerned about him enough to come and check up on him, even if he didn’t really need it.
“Jack?”
Elizabeth? Jack held his breath. “Yes?”
“It’s Lizzie. Can I come in?”
“Yes,” he said again, pressing the door release. He opened his door and there she stood. He stared at her.
“Hi,” she smiled. “Are you all right? We’ve been trying to call you.”
“I’ve been sleeping.”
“I’m sorry I woke you up.”
“No, I woke up a few minutes before you buzzed.” He stared at her a moment longer and snapped out of it, stepping aside for her. “Come in.”
She smiled again. Jack looked like a little boy; his hair tousled, in his bright blue terry robe and bare feet. She peeked at his big feet, which she had never seen before. There was something about seeing the object of your affection with bare feet that made him seem more accessible. “Maggie and Chris and I were worried about you. You weren’t answering the phone, so we decided one of us should come and check on you. Chris had to work and Maggie was rehearsing, so I got the job.”
Jack was elated that Maggie and Chris had been busy. “Wow,” he said, shutting the door. “Thanks.” He was also grateful his friends had been concerned about him enough to come and check up on him, even if he didn’t really need it.
Nebraska is soon approaching and I'm feeling ill-prepared. I still don't have all the scenes (I have 8 of 12) and there are so many unknowns about casting and facilities. I will be very busy next week.
I am very stoked about the production of Ken Follett's book "The Pillars of the Earth". It's about the building of a 12th century cathedral and Matthew Macfadyen is playing one of the leads, Prior Philip. It's a brilliant book, whether Matthew is attached or not. It also stars Rufus Sewell, Donald Sutherland and Ian McShane and a large cast of others. Anyway, check out the book if you can (warning: it's pretty violent), and its sequel "World Without End" which is nearly as good as the first. And for some eye-candy, here's a brand new piccie of Matthew as the Prior. And a link to the website: http://www.the-pillars-of-the-earth.tv
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