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" May 16, 2009 While things remained smooth with Josh and Alex \u2014 both of them had gone almost completely MIA \u2014 my joy about the Nathan and Lana debacle being behind me turned out to be more than a tad premature.  The two of them had another enormous blow-up on the set yesterday \u2014 both shrieking at the top of their lungs. And while my name didn&amp;#039;t come up, Nathan came into my trailer to see me afterwards.  &amp;quot;I just don&amp;#039;t know how to handle her,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;I am at a lost.&amp;quot; I did feel some sympathy, but I had been dragged in enough. I stood by the exit door. &amp;quot;Nathan, you are going to have to find someone else to talk to about all of this. Sorry.&amp;quot; He started to walk out, but stopped so we were both by the door \u2014 far too close to each other. &amp;quot;What if I were to tell you that\u2026&amp;quot; I stopped him. I stopped him cold before he could say anything that I had no interest in hearing. Whatever it was. &amp;quot;I would say I don&amp;#039;t want to know,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Good night, Nathan.&amp;quot; Then I closed the door behind him. We had one more month on set, and I was getting to the point where I was counting the days.  I was going to honor my commitment to Nathan and this one film, but then I was going to be done with it. Even though that meant going back on the job market. Even though that meant giving up the generous retainer Nathan offered to keep me available until he started filming his next movie. Me and Hollywood? That relationship seemed to be short-lived. I knew that I had to be done. For my own well-being. I didn&amp;#039;t want the drama.  When I got home from work though \u2014 Violet and Lili in tow \u2014 I encountered the opposite of drama. Because I had the best surprise in the world waiting.  It was Sam. He was standing there in his &amp;#039;Hold Steady&amp;#039; t-shirt, smiling at me from ear to ear.  &amp;quot;Why aren&amp;#039;t you at the restaurant?&amp;quot; I asked. &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re going out,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Out where?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;To celebrate.&amp;quot; He handed me the newspaper \u2014 that day&amp;#039;s NY Times. Under Dining, there was an enormous picture of Sam&amp;#039;s restaurant and a review. A glowing review of his restaurant. I started reading out loud, beaming with pride and happiness for Sam.  &amp;quot;While I realize it is only May, this promises to be the best new restaurant of the year\u2026&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Oh my gosh!&amp;quot; I said. Sam smiled. &amp;quot;And that&amp;#039;s not even what I want to celebrate.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t get it.&amp;quot; Sam just smiled bigger. And before I could ask about the rest of it, he explained that he had made arrangements for Violet to stay with Lili, and then he whisked me out the apartment door. He made me close my eyes and he led me through the city streets. &amp;quot;Where are we going?&amp;quot; I laughed. &amp;quot;Open your eyes,&amp;quot; he said. I opened my eyes to see that we were standing on the sidewalk, in front of the spot where Annie&amp;#039;s used to be. They had started building again, and there was a sign in the front that said: Plaza Two Shoes, coming soon.  &amp;quot;Why are we here?&amp;quot; I asked. &amp;quot;Because here is where we met,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Right when you moved to New York. Almost a year and a half ago. You walked into my restaurant and changed my life.&amp;quot; I smiled, feeling myself getting choked up. &amp;quot;Of course you were too busy cleaning your plate to even notice.&amp;quot; I laughed. &amp;quot;I wasn&amp;#039;t too busy to notice you,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;I thought you looked like you just got out of school.&amp;quot; He touched my face. &amp;quot;I thought you looked like the most gorgeous woman I&amp;#039;d ever seen.&amp;quot; This was when he reached into his pocket and pulled something out. It glinted up at me before I even registered what was happening: it was a ring. A small, perfect diamond ring. &amp;quot;Elizabeth Jackson,&amp;quot; Sam said. &amp;quot;You are my best friend in the world, the first person I want to share everything with. The last person I&amp;#039;d ever let go. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?&amp;quot; I looked down at the ring and back up into Sam&amp;#039;s eyes, reaching for him. &amp;quot;Yes!&amp;quot; I shouted. &amp;quot;Yes!&amp;quot; "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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