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Chapters (51)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Sara Shepard
  3. Also by Sara Shepard
  4. Dedication
  5. PART ONE
  6. —
  7. One
  8. Two
  9. Three
  10. Four
  11. Five
  12. Six
  13. Seven
  14. Eight
  15. Nine
  16. Ten
  17. Eleven
  18. Twelve
  19. Thirteen
  20. PART TWO
  21. Piper
  22. Fourteen
  23. Fifteen
  24. Sixteen
  25. Seventeen
  26. Piper
  27. Eighteen
  28. Piper
  29. Nineteen
  30. Twenty
  31. Twenty-One
  32. Twenty-Two
  33. Twenty-Three
  34. Piper
  35. Twenty-Four
  36. Twenty-Five
  37. Piper
  38. Twenty-Six
  39. Twenty-Seven
  40. Twenty-Eight
  41. Twenty-Nine
  42. Thirty
  43. Thirty-One
  44. Thirty-Two
  45. Thirty-Three
  46. Piper
  47. Thirty-Four
  48. Epilogue
  49. Acknowledgments
  50. About the Author
  51. What’s next onyour reading list?

“Huh,” Lauren murmured. She recalled the way Piper had described the documentary at the breakfast earlier in the week. She’d made it sound like she’d hounded Hulu for weeks. Why would she do that if she didn’t want to be featured? Then Lauren rewound her thoughts, thinking over what Kelsey had just said. “Considering what?”

“Well, considering that, like I said, it’s Piper’s project.”

Lauren crossed her arms. “What do you mean by that?”

“I mean she’s the executive producer.” The corners of Kelsey’s mouth tugged into a sneaky smile. “She became the executive producer after Hulu pulled out.”

“What?” Lauren blinked hard. “That is news to me! What happened?”

“I guess she rubbed the guy at Hulu the wrong way for some reason. But then Piper called us up and said, ‘Change of plans, we’re no longer working with them.’ She made it sound like a good thing, like there would be less cooks in the kitchen.”

Lauren’s mind was spinning. She glanced behind her at the empty parking spaces that would be filled with minivans and SUVs come Monday, feeling weirdly superior. “But no one has brought up someone named Jean to you?” she repeated. “Spelled J-E-A-N?”

“Not Jean,” Kelsey said, and then she paused. “But there is Jean.” She said it the French way, the male way.

“Who is he?” It had never occurred to Lauren that Jean might be a man.

“The exec with Hulu. The one who broke it off with her.”

Lauren’s eyes widened. We need to figure out what to do about Jean. Why? What did he know?

Then she realized something, and she looked at Kelsey in confusion. “Wait. How is the documentary moving forward without Hulu? I mean, doesn’t it cost a ton of money to make a movie?”

“It does,” Kelsey said. “But I guess Piper’s getting money from somewhere.”

Piper

September

It’s a joy to see your loft filled again. When you sent out the email to put this event in everyone’s calendars, you felt a tiny niggle of worry. Would they still come?

But they came. Cars fill the parking lot. Many you recognize: Teslas, BMWs, a gorgeous black Porsche 911 Carrera S. It doesn’t seem like the downturn hurt everyone.

And what you did, between the last time you saw them and now? They’ll never know. Or maybe, if they do know, they’ll let it slide.