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Chapter One

I will not throw up on this woman I will not throw up on this woman

The studio lights ay brighter than I remembered from last ti for a job at the time, but somehoas more nervous today than back then A very blonde woht orange curved sofa I followed the line of her gaze to the teleproht of myself on the monitor

The shade of blue they put , dark hair see uncanny valley perfection

“And we’re live in five, four, three…”

“Welcoht forty-six here on a beautiful sunnyus, we’re about twentythe block as part of our Rock The Block su to Sophie Scaife, founder and co-editor-in-chief of Mode azine, as well as author of the new memoir, Does She Have to Call Me Grand you with us this ”

“You, too” You, too? You, too! Why did you say that, Sophie? Why? You’re going to have to go into hiding after this

“You have quite a unique story, here You’re twenty-eight years old Never thought you’d have children And now, you find yourself a grandmother How did that happen?”

I laughed nervously and tried to remember what the ansas supposed to be I’d rehearsed all of this with a production assistant inroohter who’s hter”

“But you’re not a grandmother?” Amanda teased, in that friendly, but not overly faenerally had

“No, Olivia doesn’t call randma She calls me Sophie” And sometimes, mama, which really creeped me out, so I tried hard to curb that