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" March 19, 2009 Alex was pregnant. I almost couldn&amp;#039;t believe it. If anyone was lacking the maternal instinct, it was that woman. And part of me was asking the same question over and over in my mind: why now? Why would she want this child now? Unfortunately, I kept coming up with the same answer. She was threatened by Josh&amp;#039;s relationship with Lili and was trying to even the playing field. As screwed up as that was, I knew I was right. The evidence showed it \u2014 that jealousy was at least part of it.  In any event, I was learning very quickly that I could only control what I could control in terms of Alex. So I did my best to not think too much about it. Besides, motherhood was certainly bringing out my most loving and positive qualities (if I did say so, myself) \u2014 maybe it would do the same for Alex. Or, at least, make her somewhat less of a crazy monster. I could hope\u2026 And speaking of crazy, I had a whole other set of problems. The work week got off to a terrible start when a crying Lana ran into my trailer late Monday night. Violet was getting Lili set in her car seat for us to take her home.  &amp;quot;Lana, this isn&amp;#039;t a good time\u2026&amp;quot; I said. But it was like she didn&amp;#039;t even hear me.  &amp;quot;He doesn&amp;#039;t understand me at all.&amp;quot;  At first I thought she was talking about Nathan \u2014 her husband, but I realized in quick order she was talking about her co-star. Marshall.  I tried again to stop her from telling me more, but she interrupted me. &amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t you understand? I need your opinion,&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;We were in the middle of rehearsing with Nathan, and Marshall took Nathan&amp;#039;s side on the trajectory of the scene! We had talked about how Nathan got it all wrong earlier, and that we were going to confront him, together, and then he just left me there to do all the bidding myself, and made it like he agreed with Nathan and I was wrong. Like I was the unreasonable one. We were supposed to be in it together. I thought we were in it together\u2026&amp;quot; There were so many things wrong with what she was saying \u2014 that I couldn&amp;#039;t even figure out where to start. She and Marshall were conspiring on how to best double-team Nathan? Marshall double-crossed her and then took Nathan&amp;#039;s side? A grown woman with a child was standing in front of me talking about her co-worker as though they were in a love affair and he had broken her heart?  &amp;quot;Look, Lana,&amp;quot; I said, stopping her. &amp;quot;I am sorry you are upset but I am not the person to help you. You are going to have to work this out with your husband or Marshall, but I really can&amp;#039;t get involved.&amp;quot;  Lana looked incredibly annoyed but she did leave my trailer. I doubted that would be the end of it, though. No one turned Lana away. But if Nathan wanted to fire me for trying to be professional, I would have to deal with that. I wasn&amp;#039;t going to walk into another situation where the lines between work and life got that blurry.  But, even though I knew I had the moral high ground, yesterday morning, Nathan came into the trailer to see me. And my heart stopped. I didn&amp;#039;t want to lose my job. I loved it. But there we were: Nathan sitting down on the couch and asking if we could talk. What choice did I have, even though I suspected what was coming? He was my boss.  And then he surprised me.  &amp;quot;Look,&amp;quot; he said, &amp;quot;I know that Lana has been putting you in a difficult situation. I&amp;#039;m really sorry about that. It isn&amp;#039;t your burden to bear. She came home last night and told me to fire you, that you weren&amp;#039;t being supportive. I just wanted to assure you that isn&amp;#039;t going to happen.&amp;quot;  I nodded. &amp;quot;Okay.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I just hope you won&amp;#039;t quit.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want to,&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;Good. We&amp;#039;ll work this out,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Everyone will calm down.&amp;quot;  He was looking at me with such kindness in his eyes that I immediately felt guilty for what I suspected about Marshall and his wife.  That said, I watched him stand up and start to leave the trailer.  Then he turned around. &amp;quot;And just so you know, I know everything.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Excuse me?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I know that my wife is involved with Marshall. She just had our child so I&amp;#039;m not exactly sure what that means in physical terms at the moment, but I know it&amp;#039;s just a matter of time.&amp;quot;  I looked at him, wide-eyed. &amp;quot;I didn&amp;#039;t\u2026I\u2026I didn&amp;#039;t.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Look, I&amp;#039;m not dumb, Liz. Lana can be\u2026like this. There are reasons from her childhood and all sorts of things. But she always comes back to me, she always lets the other person go. This is just how we are.&amp;quot; He cleared his throat. &amp;quot;My point in telling you that is not to be so incredibly inappropriate, but because I know you are a good person. And I don&amp;#039;t want you to feel badly, like I&amp;#039;m being cuckolded. I know. I&amp;#039;ve known since the day I met her what I&amp;#039;m dealing with.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Okay.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;My long point is that I&amp;#039;ve got a handle on everything in my personal life. Just do your job as well as you&amp;#039;ve been doing it and drown out the rest of it, the best you can.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I will.&amp;quot;  With that, he exited. And I watched him go, trying to make sense of it and then deciding it wasn&amp;#039;t worth it.  Hollywood, I thought. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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