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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

The Girlfriend Hour was a runaway success from the first day it aired Suddenly Tully wasnews anchor; she was a bona fide star Everything about the show had been designed to play to her strengths and highlight her talent

What she did hat shed always done as talk to people

And she connected, not only with the cauests, her audience, and her viewers In the first teeks of the show, she becaraced the covers of People, Entertain, and In Style Syndiworld had trouble keeping up with de into new markets

Best of all was: she owned it Sure, she shared ownership with Syndiworld and the Ryans had a small piece, but she was the powerhouse As anyone knew, half as successful as Oprah was damned successful

Now she sat in her office, going over the notes for the taping that would start in—she looked up at the clock—twenty-five minutes

This was one of her celebrity shows A s, dont-we-just-love-each-other interview To be honest, there was still enough of the journalist left in Tully to bristle at these segments, but the businesswoh to their stars these days Johnny put up with these sege-the-world bits

There was a knock on the door, then a respectful, "Ms Hart?"

She spun around in her chair "Yes?"

"Your goddaughter is here For the take-your-daughter-to-work segment?"

"Great!" Tully shot to her feet "Let her in "

The door opened farther, revealing Johnny, who stood there dressed in faded jeans and a navy blue cashmere sweater "Hey," he said

"Hey "

Beside him, Marah couldnt keep still, she was so excited "Hi, Aunt Tully Daddy said I could be with you all day "

Tully walked over to thehter You ready to see what its like to make a shoork?"