Amanda was preparing for the trip to Long Island. She has been coming in and out from her walk-in-closet with clothes that Gillian absolutely did not approve.
"Seriously? With those clothes?" Gillian pointed the olive green cardigan and a gray long A-line skirt.
Amanda looked at the clothes she was holding. "They're really that bad?"
"And here I thought, your out-of -style -fashion- disease has been cured." Gillian went to her walking closet and began to rummage her clothes. She always knew Amanda had great clothes-great clothes that she surprisingly doesn't wear.
After a few seconds, she came out with a black Dolce and Gabbana halter dress with floral prints all over. "I didn't know you had a Dolce and Gabbana dress." She held it in front of Amanda, surprised.
Amanda looked in an uninterested manner before she went back to folding her clothes. "That was given by my mother. I haven't worn it."
"What?! Why not?" Gillian raised it up high and looked at it, angling her head at the dress, pouting. "It's beautiful!"
"You can have it if you want." She offered like it was no big deal.
Gillian's warm green eyes beamed, but shrugged it all off. "Tempting, but no. It's yours and you seriously need these kind of clothes."
"No. Just...leave that here." Amanda passed by Gillian, walking back to her walk in closet to look for shoes. Gillian looked to see Amanda first if she was coming back before she quickly put the dress inside her bag, hiding it through a pile of clothes.
"Hey, Gill?" Amanda called out to Gillian from the closet. "When is Gorgy coming?"
"Oh, he didn't tell you? He's not going to come." She answered as she continued to pile more clothes.
"What? Why?"
"It's Peter's stage play tonight. He can't miss it."
"I see. Won't you be coming with me?"
"Got work, dear."
"I see." She said, pouting before she went out of her closet, holding a long denim skirt and a green and white checkered blouse. Gillian pointed at the horrendous blouse Amanda was holding.
"And you are not bringing that one with you."
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"Well, here we are." The cab driver said by the time they arrived in North fork, Long Island. Amanda went out of the cab and smiled the moment she smelled the scent of sweet of the vineyard. I can smell it already.
Amanda went to the movie set and saw the vineyard, Mr. Hudson has been talking about. Memories came rushing in when Lenny saw the familiar plantation of grape-wine. It is where he grew up. The pure memories of his childhood, the grieving moments of his mother's death, which planted a seed of anger to his father. This is where all his memories were buried and tried to forget them. But, he can't. He can't.
"What do you think?" Amanda turned around to see who it was and found Mr. Hudson, already looking at the plantation.
"It's great." Amanda looked at the vineyard again, smiling at the sight.
"Do you know why I wanted to produce this movie, Ms. Adams?" He began to ask. Amanda looked at Mr. Hudson.
"Because your novel just doesn't merely talk about love, they also talk about how people choose their lives. Most people blame others for misery. They ran away. But, the truth is they chose that path. People can't love because they are tied to something they can't fully get away. And with that, they become miserable. Jody discovered she has a disease, but she didn't feel sorry for herself, but rather stood up and be happy before she'll leave. Jody taught Lenny how to love, how to forgive, how to give life another meaning. People are given chances. It's up to them if they take it."

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Falling in love with Ms. Bennet
ChickLitAmanda Adams, a romance novelist, has lived in 25 years with only 5 contacts in her phone, barely going out from her apartment, writing romance that she herself has never experience. She never expected that a phone call would be a new turning point...