July 2014
"Tanalei Granger!" She smiled and began descending the stairs. Alan Carr met her in front of the couch with a polite kiss to the cheek. He motioned to the couch. "Would you like a drink? Or can you have any?"
"I can have a drink. I just can't drink anythin' else for the rest of the day."
"And why not? Is cider okay?"
She nodded. "Well, everyone knows I went to the hospital a week ago." A chorus of "ayes" rang out. "I had contracted an upper respiratory infection and I was exhausted. Since landing in London, we had only spent a few days with each of the families. A day after returning from Ireland, I flew to Atlanta to spend the weekend with my parents and brought my sons back with me for the rest of their summer vacation." She took her glass and took a sip.
"And going out to clubs."
"Two clubs. We celebrated my birthday one night. And the guys wanted a guys' night in with the boys, with movies and sword fights. The sisters took me out. Well, spendin' a total of 18 hours on a plane in a three-day time, with no rest in between to reset my internal clock, and then going out three days in a row with the kids and one night with everybody and one night with the girls, my body just kinda gave out."
"I saw your first movie. Brilliant. I wished you kicked her arse at the end though. I can't wait for the next one."
"We're all pretty excited about it. They're saying November/December for the premiere."
"And you'll be back for that?" She nodded. "We have to talk about you and Harry." She blushed. "You have news, don't you?"
She nodded. "Harry and I are in a relationship. I have now joined the Hollywood Cougar Club."
"You can't be that much older than him. What, 10 years? He's only 20."
She smiled. "And I'm only 38."
His jaw dropped. "There is no way. I want to look like you when I get your age. I've heard that you've been acting for 20 years now. Why haven't you become a star?"
"I've actually been acting for 30 years, if you include local theater. I would go out for parts, but they would already have someone else in mind. Return to the Blue Lagoon, the one with Milla Jovovich, I tried out for that when I was 13, but I was too young."
"Anything else you tried out for?"
"Both Denise Richards and Neve Campbell's roles in Wild Things, Alyson Hannigan's role as Willow on Buffy, the Vampire Slayer. You name a movie from the 90s and I'll tell you if I auditioned. I even tried out for American Pie. I was always told I wasn't innocent enough, bitchy enough or too sweet. I was in a few B-rated movies, a few of them slasher flicks. After I married and had kids, I stuck with TV shows. I would fly for the weekend to read then film for a week."
"You were in the Twilight movies, correct?"
"Yes. In New Moon and Breaking Dawn 2, I was a Volturi vampire. I was at Bella and Edward's wedding, and just in the background for the others."
"What made you go out for Torn Apart? I know you wrote it, but what made you want to star in it?"
"I was pushed into it. My friends and family was behind me 100% to do it. I went and had fun."
"When I looked you up, I noticed that you received a few credits as Montana Granger. Is that your real name?"
"Montana is."
"Why change it?"
She bit her lip. "Um." She took a deep breath and slowly let it out. She gave Alan a weak smile. "I don't talk about this much. Right before I turned 19, I had a baby girl who I named Leilani."
"That's a beautiful name. What does it mean?"
"Heavenly flower."
"We haven't seen any pictures of her with you on this trip. Is she back in the States?"
"No." Her chin quivered. "She died of SIDS a month after she was born." The audience gasped.
Alan reached out and put a hand on top of hers. "I am so sorry."
"I named her well," she laughed. "I just combined our names to create Tanalei."
"Let's get off this sad subject. Now back to you and Harry. When was this taken?" He motioned to a screen behind them. It was picture of her and Harry, his arms around her waist as she leaned back into him.
"That was at a Memorial Day picnic in the town we were stayin' at in South Carolina." She blushed again.
"I heard you had to sing in the movie. Can you sing?"
"I don't think so."
"Who are your favorite singers?"
"Um. Janis Joplin, Cher, Annie Lennox, Anne and Nancy Wilson of Heart. Those are the women. As for men, Freddie Mercury, John Denver, Jon Bon Jovi, David Cook. And of course Harry."
"Aw. What about the rest of the guys?"
"I love all their voices, but Harry's the most. They used to sing around the house all the time."
"Can you sing something now?"
She blushed. "Um. Sure."
"What song? We can have the band play it."
"That's okay." She took a deep breath. "Busted flat in Baton Rogue, waitin' for a train, and I's feelin' nearly faded as my jeans, Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained, it road us all the way to New Orleans, I pulled my harpoon out my dirty red bandana, I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine, we sang every song that driver knew, freedom's just another word for nothin' left to loose, nothin' don't mean nothin' if it ain't free, now now, and feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and my Bobby McGee."
The audience cheered. Alan's mouth dropped open. "Oh my God. Please tell me you're going to record. Just one album."
"No. Sorry."
"What did the guys say the first time they heard you sing?"
"They forgot their lines," she giggled. "I had to sing the song several times."
"You don't sing around the house?"
"I do now. I wouldn't before that scene. The director told me to surprise them."