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Subject: {ASSM} Transcending the Role (part four) by Frank Downey (mf teen rom)
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TRANSCENDING THE ROLE
Part Four
By Frank Downey
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THAT MONDAY

Josh joined Kylie and Tomasz for lunch. Meredith had a meeting with one of
her professors, leading her to joke with Josh that morning about having to
"spill all the details" by himself.

"So, how was the weekend?" Tomasz asked.

"Must have been eventful. Mom told me all about your appearance on the Lisa
Kelley show," Kylie giggled.

"Yeah. Boy, she's a bitch. Anyhow, outside of that, it was fun. Even Lisa
Kelley was kinda fun, because I got to watch her squirm."

"Didja meet all kinds of stars?" Tomasz asked.

"A few. You guys will be happy to know that Tim Hicks is that nice of a guy.
I really liked him."

"Cool," said Tomasz.

"We sat, at the party, with Christian Houle and Lara Dumont, and they are
great, too. Christian knows as much about baseball as I do," Josh continued.

"Now that is saying something," Kylie giggled.

"Did you get to do any exploring? Meredith show you around?" Tomasz asked.

"Yeah, we went to Disneyland. She took me to a couple of her favorite
restaurants. Oh, and that party? It was at Dan Aufberg's house, you know,
the director and producer?" Tomasz nodded. "He produced her film. Anyhow,
guys, you should see this house!"

"A mansion, eh?" Kylie asked.

"Just calling it a mere mansion seems inadequate," Josh giggled. "I liked
Dan, too. He's larger than life, so the house suits him."

"Any bad spots?" Kylie asked, knowing his fears.

"Not too many. She got recognized a few times, but not too bad. The worst
was going into the premiere, with all the flashbulbs and the crowd, but even
that wasn't too bad." He grinned. "Someone yelled out 'nice dress Meredith'
as we were walking in, and then someone else yelled out 'nice date,
Meredith.'"

"Knowing you, you blushed bright red," Kylie said, laughing.

"Yup."

"What did Meredith do?" Tomasz asked.

"Grabbed my arm and yelled 'Mine!'"

Tomasz and Kylie collapsed in laughter. "Good for her!" Kylie said. "So, you
went to the Land of Oz and came back the same old Josh, intact. Right?"

"Well, not quite. Not completely intact. I did lose something on the trip."

"What?" Kylie asked. "Your fear of Meredith's lifestyle?"

"No, that was already gone."

"So what did you lose?" Kylie asked.

"Um, my virginity," Josh said softly.

"What?" Kylie said, not quite believing what she thought she heard.

"Meredith and I made love this weekend." He grinned at them. "Repeatedly, in
fact."

"Wow," Tomasz said. "You've been going out, what, two months? I am
surprised."

"It took you guys a month, tops," Josh pointed out.

"Well, that's us," Kylie said. "You are usually so slow and deliberate about
things like this."

 "And wasn't Meredith a virgin, too?" Tomasz asked.

"Yeah, she was. It just felt right. She asked first, I was going to say no?"
Josh laughed.

" She started it?" Kylie said, amazed.

"Yeah. But I said Those Three Words first-and I said them before we had
sex-so it's even."

Kylie gasped. "You told her you loved her?"

"Yeah."

"Oh my God, the world has stopped spinning on its axis," Kylie teased. "You
actually got those words to pass over your lips? To a girl?"

"I love her, guys. I really do. I told you all along that I wasn't aloof, I
wasn't gay, I wasn't a cold fish-I just hadn't met the right girl yet. Well,
now I have."

"Good for you," Kylie said. "So, how was it?" she asked impishly.

"Mind-blowing."

"That's always the best kind," Tomasz laughed.

THE NEXT DAY

Kylie and Meredith were hanging out after school. They had gone to the
library, to do some studying, and decided to go to the local coffee shop on
the way home.

"So," Kylie began after they sat down with their coffee, "I hear you and
Josh did the nasty over the weekend."

"Yeah," Meredith laughed. "He told me he was going to tell you guys."

"How was it?"

"Earth-shattering."

"Close enough. He said mind-blowing." Meredith laughed at that. "He also
said he had a good time hobnobbing with your Hollywood pals."

"Yeah, he did. Look, you know Josh. He's been apprehensive about this from
the beginning. I was hoping that taking him out there would help put him at
ease."

"So, you intended to jump his bones?"

"NO!" Meredith laughed. "Well, maybe a little, but that's not what I meant
by putting him at ease. I meant seeing my life, meeting some of my friends."

"I do think that helped." Kylie took a deep breath. "Look, Meredith, I'm not
going to lie. Josh is like my brother. I worry about him. I worried forever
that he never seemed to be able to find the right girl. Now I worry that he
found her-and it's not going to work out."

"Why wouldn't it work out?"

"You're from another world," Kylie pointed out. "We don't talk about it
much, but we all know it."

"Kylie, where am I?"

"What do you mean?"

"What world am I in right now?"

"His. But are you visiting, or staying?"

"I'm staying," Meredith said firmly. "Now, I plan to visit the other world
occasionally, but I'm going to live in this one."

"I hope so."

"I'm doing a movie this summer. Josh knows. He's not thrilled, but he
understands that is what I do. I'm just only going to do it occasionally.
The movie is done, and I come back here."

"What about after? What about college?" Kylie persisted.

"We've talked about that. All my college choices are in the Northeast. All
of his are, too. I think the furthest we'd be away is if he went to Cornell
and I went to Yale, and that's still not too far. Both of our first choice
is Columbia, as a matter of fact."

"That's good," Kylie said. "Look, I know I'm being a pest, but Josh means
the world to me." She took a deep breath. "He went to bed with you. I don't
know if you realize what that meant to him. He's not a normal guy in that
way. He wasn't about to give his virginity to just anyone."

"I know," Meredith said. "Um, look, what you have to understand is, it meant
as much to me. It was my virginity, too, and who I gave it too meant just as
much to me." Meredith dropped her voice. "Josh doesn't know this. After we
were done-well, we did it twice in a row, but after the second time-he got
up to go to the bathroom. While he was gone, I cried. And not in pain,
either."

"Wow," Kylie said.

"It wasn't just sex to me. I know it wasn't to Josh, either." She smirked.
"Not that the sex itself isn't fantastic, mind you!"

"But of course," Kylie laughed. "Josh told us that your hormones have gone
berserk since the first time."

"Yeah, I admit it," Meredith grinned. "I didn't even know I had hormones. I
think they were sleeping. Josh woke them up in a big way," she laughed.

"Yeah, you woke his up, too," Kylie giggled. "Meredith, I'm glad we had this
talk. You made me feel better about things."

"Josh is lucky to have such a good friend," Meredith said. "Good thing you
have Tomasz or I'd be jealous!"

"No need. Josh and I love each other, but we don't do a thing for each other
's hormones!"

CHRISTMAS EVE

The rest of December passed quickly. Josh, Kylie and Tomasz, the Saturday
before Christmas, took Meredith skiing for the first time. She fell a lot,
but had a ball. "We're definitely going to have to do this again," she told
them.

Before they knew it, it was Christmas Eve.

It was traditional for Josh's parents to host an open house on Christmas
Eve. They started at like four in the afternoon, and people traipsed in
until midnight. Most of the town made it. They had piles of food and drink,
and Christmas carols playing. It was always a great time.

Some of the food was catered, but some was made by Maureen Wallingford.
Meredith had been there all day, along with Josh and Hannah, helping out.

"Anything else, Mrs. Wallingford?" Meredith asked after finishing making a
pile of meatballs.

"Nope. You've done enough, dear. Any more and you'll be too tired to enjoy
the party. Josh, get her out of the kitchen so you two can relax for a bit!'

"Your wish is my command, Mother dear," he laughed. ""My room, freckle-face.
I got the refreshments." He grabbed a couple of cokes from the fridge.

"Yes sir," Meredith mock-saluted.

"No kissing up there!" Hannah proclaimed.

"Yes, ma'am. No kissing." Meredith said. "We'll save that for under the
mistletoe. Right in the middle of the party. So you can watch."

"UGH!" Hannah proclaimed.

"Will you two get out of here?" Maureen laughed. "I still have cookies to
finish!"

They went, giggling, upstairs to his room. Josh closed the door behind him,
and put the sodas on a table. Meredith immediately wrapped herself around
him, and assaulted his lips with hers.

"Hey!" Josh said, breaking free. "You heard what Hannah said, no kissing!"

"Oh, poo." Meredith mock-pouted. She sat on Josh's bed.

"She didn't say no groping, though," Josh leered, sitting next to her. "Of
course, she's ten years old, she probably doesn't know what groping is."

"Uh-uh. I don't get to kiss, you don't get to grope," Meredith teased.

"You're forgetting, sweetie, that you like when I grope."

"Details, details."

"Ah, screw it. Hannah's not here. C'mere, freckle-face." She laughed, and
wrapped her arms around him as they kissed. "Unfortunately," Josh said after
they broke, "this is not the time or place for serious groping."

"Sad, but true."

"I don't think Hannah would ever spy, and I know Mom wouldn't, but I wouldn'
t want to take the chance."

"I'm so glad I don't have a little sister," Meredith giggled. "Actually,
that's not true, I always wanted one-but when it comes to kissing and
groping, I'm glad I don't have one."

"Yeah, and Mom wonders why I spend so much time at your house."

"Does she?"

"Yeah. I actually told her half the truth-no little sisters." Meredith
giggled at that. "I didn't tell her that your Mom knows what we're doing and
gives us privacy."

"That's probably a good thing," Meredith chuckled. "Um, does your Mom know
that we're, uh.."

"I haven't told her, but I get the impression that she strongly suspects.
That's a hard thing for a guy to talk to his mother about."

"What about your Dad?"

"Same thing. I think he suspects. He's made some of those 'I hope you guys
are being careful' noises, but I haven't admitted anything."

"Are they not liberal about such things?"

"No, they are, but..I think if they asked me, point-blank, I'd probably
admit it, but I'm not going to bring it up. Would you have volunteered it to
your Mom if we hadn't been caught?"

"I don't know. Probably not. Although, if I knew she'd react the way she
did, I might have. But I couldn't have predicted that."

"Yeah. Are they coming, by the way?"

"My parents, tonight? Oh, yeah. They're looking forward to it."

"Cool."

"So am I," Meredith said. "It's so..Christmasy."

"We do it every year."

"It's great. This will be the first real Christmas I've had in along time.
Last year, we had Christmas dinner in a hotel in Florida, because I was
filming a movie. It sucked."

"Well, this year, you get homemade food, no hotel, no movie, lots of snow,
and the town of Lamawakka parading through my living room."

"Yup," she agreed happily.

"And a real Christmas dinner at your Mom's tomorrow."

"Yup. And the most wonderful guy in the world to share it with."

"Yeah, that's the best part," Josh agreed. "Unlike you, this is a typical
Christmas for me. It's a hell of a lot better with you here."

"You're so sweet. I love you."

"Love you too."

They chatted for a while, then went down to help Maureen set things up. It
didn't take long before people began to arrive.

Tomasz and Kylie arrived early, as they usually did. They, Josh, and
Meredith commandeered a couch, and settled into it, greeting people when
they came in and chatting, generally having a good time.

By seven PM the party was in full swing. The door opened, and Josh looked
up.

"Oh my God," he said. "Meri, look. It's Christian and Lara."

"What?" she said. "I invited them, but as a joke, I didn't think they'd
actually show up!"

"Cool. I'm glad you did, and I'm glad they came," Josh said. They got up to
greet them.

"I can't believe you guys actually came!" Meredith said, greeting them.

"We wanted to," Lara said.

"It's on our way," Christian told them. "We spent the last few days in
Montreal, where Lara's family lives. We're headed to New Jersey, where my
parents live. So, this was on the way. And we love the town, from making the
film last summer, so we thought we'd meet some of the people here."

"Plus, we wanted to see you guys," Lara grinned.

"It's great. Glad you're here," Josh said. He took their coats, and led them
over to where they were sitting, introducing them to Tomasz and Kylie.

Maureen walked over. "Hey, Josh, I got more stuffed mushrooms coming out."
She looked at the newcomers curiously. "Hello."

"Mom, this is Christian Houle and Lara Dumont. Guys, this is my Mom."

"I knew I recognized you!" Maureen said. "Nice to meet you both."

"I hope you don't mind party-crashers," Lara said.

"It's an open house, everybody's a party-crasher," Maureen joked. "I take it
you're friends of Meredith's."

"Yeah, but we met Josh at the premiere, too," Christian said.

Just then, Josh looked up and saw his sister, across the room, looking at
them with her eyes bugging out. "Mom, is something wrong with Hannah?"

 Maureen looked. "Oh, I think I know what's wrong. Whose poster does she
have on her closet door?"

"Oh that's right," Josh laughed. " His," he pointed at Christian.

"That's my Christian, breaker of little girl's hearts everywhere," Lara
laughed.

"Yup, I'm the darling of the 8 to 14 set," Christian joked. "Then they grow
up, discover the hunk in math class, and stop going to my movies." Everyone
laughed at that..

"That's about right, she's 10," Josh told him.

"Who is she?" Christian asked.

"Hannah, my sister," Josh informed him.

"Let me handle this," Meredith told them. She got up and went over to
Hannah.

"Hey, Hannah, you OK?" she asked.

"Um..that...that's Christian Houle!"

"Yes, it is," Meredith laughed. "Come on over and meet him."

"Oh, I couldn't," Hannah said, looking down.

"Sure you can. Hannah, Christian's my friend. He and Lara are here because I
invited them, although I didn't expect them to come, I'm glad they did. He's
a really nice guy."

Hannah thought for a minute, and said, "OK". She let Meredith lead her to
where they were.

"Guys, this is Hannah, Josh's sister. Hannah, this is Christian Houle and
Lara Dumont."

"Hi," Hannah said shyly.

"Hi, Hannah, nice to meet you," Christian said happily. "Josh, here, tells
me you've seen some of my movies."

"Um, all of them, I think," Hannah managed to get out.

"Cool! What was your favorite?"

The conversation went on for a while, Christian drawing Hannah out and
getting her into a conversation about some of his movies. He told her
stories about making some of them. He had her spellbound.

After a while, Maureen yelled from the kitchen, "Hey, Hannah! Can I have
your help for a minute?"

"I have to go," Hannah said. "It was great to meet you."

"It was nice to meet you, too," Christian said, and leaned over and gave her
a kiss on the cheek. Hannah's eyes bugged out of her head, she blushed, and
she ran into the kitchen, grinning from ear to ear and clutching her cheek.

Christian just laughed.

"Thanks, Christian," Josh said. "You made her night. Scratch that, you made
her year."

"She's a sweet kid," Christian said.

"Yeah, and maybe now she'll drop that whole 'kissing is gross' thing,"
Meredith teased, to laughter all around.


VALENTINE'S DAY

Christmas day was nice, and Tomasz threw a fine New Year's eve party. The
rest of January passed in a blur of school, skiing, and-for Josh and
Meredith-many quiet times together.

In a hurry, their first Valentine's Day as a couple arrived.

 "So, what has Josh got planned for tonight?" Kylie asked Meredith as they
walked through the halls at school.

"He won't tell me. Says it's a surprise," Meredith giggled. "I'm glad it's
Friday, though. And my parents are going away for the weekend."

"Lucky dog."

"You know it." She felt her cel phone vibrate. "What is this? I have an
urgent message from Mike."

"Mike?"

"My agent. Ah, well, this is my class. I'll get to my seat and see what he
wants, I still have a few minutes."

"See you later." Kylie continued down the hall, and Meredith walked into her
English class, sitting, as always, next to Josh halfway down the room.

"Hi, gorgeous," Josh greeted her.

"Hi, yourself. I've got an urgent message from Mike, so I have to call him.
This must be big, it's only 7 am in California." She hit a speed dial on her
phone. "Mike? Hi! What's so urgent?"

Josh watched her as her eyes got huge and her lip started trembling. "You're
kidding," she whispered. "You've got to be kidding. Oh my God." She listened
to the phone for a while, and then said, "Class is about to start. I'll call
you this afternoon. You're sure? Really? Oh my God." She hung up the phone,
stared into space for a while, and then SCREAMED. Really, really, loud. The
tears started immediately. The class turned to look at her in shock.

"MISS FOWLER!" Mr. Donegal, their teacher, bellowed at her. She didn't even
hear him. Josh leaned over and said, "Honey, are you OK?" and she barely
heard him. She just sat in her seat, tears flowing, murmuring "I don't
believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it.," over and over.

"Miss Fowler," Mr. Donegal said, a bit softer this time, "is there a
problem?"

This time she heard him. She looked over at Josh, who was watching her with
concern. She visibly tried to compose herself, but couldn't stop crying. She
flashed Josh a huge smile, and then blurted out, "I got nominated!!"

"Nominated?" Mr. Donegal asked.

"For an Oscar!" she bellowed. Josh looked at her in disbelief. She managed
to stop crying, and said, with a huge grin on her face, "My agent just told
me that it will be announced this afternoon that I have been nominated for
an Academy Award in the Best Supporting Actress category."

This time, Josh screamed. Meredith bounced out of her seat and wrapped her
arms around him, crying again, as the class applauded. Even Mr. Donegal had
to say, "That is fantastic. If you have to disrupt my class, at least it's
with good news like that!"

The word spread across the school like wildfire. Meredith spent most of the
day accepting congratulations with a shit-eating grin on her face.

When they left school, they drove together right to Meredith's house. Marie
was in the living room, watching TV.

"Hi honey. Hi Josh. They're showing the Oscar nominations."

"What have they shown so far?" Meredith asked, hiding a grin.

"Just best picture and best actor. Neither your film nor Tim got a
nomination."

"Oh."

They watched the best actress and best supporting actor nomination.

"Hey, look, they got your pal Christian to announce the best supporting
actress," Marie said to Meredith.

"And, the nominees are," Christian was saying on the TV, "Andrea Radach for
Twisting in the Wind."

"She was good in that," Meredith said.

"Ellen Briar for Sight Unseen."

"That was brilliant," commented Meredith. "She'll probably win."

Suddenly, Christian looked at the teleprompter and lit up with a smile. "All
right! Sorry, folks, but this is a pal and co-star. Meredith Fowler for
Garret's Gift!"

Marie looked at the screen in utter disbelief. And then she looked at
Meredith and Josh, grinning at her like Cheshire cats. "You knew!"

"Yeah," Meredith admitted. "Mike must have gotten a heads-up, because he
called me this morning."

"Oh, honey," Marie said, wrapping Meredith in a bear hug, "I am so proud of
you!"

"Thanks, Mom."

"This is just fantastic. We need to call your father," Marie said.

"No, Mom, I want to tell him in person."

"I can see that. You going to go tell him now?"

"In a minute. I'm parched. Josh, want a drink?"

"Sure." Meredith walked into the kitchen to fetch them.

"So, Josh, what do you think?" Marie asked him.

"It's fantastic, isn't it? You should have seen her. She called Mike back
right before English, and she sat in the classroom screaming and crying. It
took the poor teacher ten minutes to get order back."

"I can imagine," Marie grinned.

"Me, I think it's great." Meredith walked back in with the sodas. "Thank
you, sweetie. As I was saying, I love it. I watch the Oscars every year, I
love them, this year is going to be particularly special."

"Yeah, because you're going to be watching it from the first twenty rows,"
Meredith grinned at him.

"I am?"

"What, you thought I wasn't going to take you? You, love, are my permanent
escort. If I'm nominated for an Oscar, you're damn right you're going to be
there. I need somebody's shoulder to cry on when Ellen Briar wins!"

"Do you think you have a chance?" Marie asked her.

"No way. I was flabbergasted to be nominated." Just then, her cell phone
rang. "Hello?"

Even Marie and Josh heard the bellowing coming out of the cel phone speaker.
"I TOLD YOU! Did I tell you? I told you! See what you get for doubting your
all-knowing mentor? I told you!"

Meredith broke out in laughter. "Hi, Tim."

"Congratulations," Tim Hicks said into the phone. "You deserved this. I'm
thrilled. You're carrying the ball, you know, it's the only nomination the
film got."

"Wow. So, Mister Prognosticator, am I going to win?"

"Nah. Either Ellen Briar or Christine Shane will. But enjoy it anyway."

Meredith laughed. "I plan to!"

They polished off their sodas and went to Meredith's father's office in
Albany. After sharing the happy news with him, they went to Josh's house.

"Hi kids," Maureen Wallingford greeted them. Eric, who ran his pediatric
practice out of an office attached to the house, was also there, having seen
his last patient for the day.

"Hi Mom, Dad. Hi squirt," he said as Hannah entered the room.

"We need to talk to you," Meredith said. "I want to kidnap your son for
another road trip," she laughed.

"Where to this time, and when?" Eric asked.

"LA again, end of March. The Academy Awards."

"Oh, wow!" Maureen said. "That's so cool! Of course Josh can go with you to
that. Can you get him in, though?"

"Well, yeah," Meredith told them. "People who are nominated can bring anyone
they want, within reason."

Eric and Maureen looked at each other. "Nominated?" Eric asked.

"For best supporting actress," Meredith beamed.

"WOW!" Hannah screamed, and there were more congratulatory hugs all around.
While Meredith happily recounted the events of the day, Josh went around to
a table and poked through the mail.

"Oh, yeah, there's something in there for you," Maureen told him. Josh found
it, and opened it, and read it. He looked up with a dazed smile on his face.

"What's up, sweetie?" Meredith asked him.

"It's just a good day all around, it seems," Josh said, beaming. "I sent
some of my stuff to this publisher. They publish periodically a book called
The Anthology of Young American Poetry. They accepted three of my pieces to
put in the next edition."

"That's fantastic!" Meredith enthused. Josh's parents agreed, and even
Hannah said, "Nice going, bro."

"Oh, now can I admit how bad I wanted this?" Josh laughed.

"Be my guest" Eric said.

"It's not quite an academy award nomination..," Josh began.

"Sweetie?" Meredith grabbed his face and looked in his eyes. "Yes it is."

"I love you," he said, making Hannah gag. "But you must admit they didn't
announce this on TV!"

"OK, you're right," Meredith conceded, "but you should be just as proud of
yourself."

"Yeah. I am."

"Good."


LATE MARCH

They landed in LA on a Wednesday. The Academy Awards would be that Sunday
night. Since Meredith's parents knew all about their relationship, they
ditched the pretense and shared a hotel suite. "I need him with me, to keep
me sane," Meredith joked to her mother.

Meredith had the usual round of interviews, although Josh didn't get dragged
into any this time. Meredith, however, when asked about him, made sure to
mention the publication of his poetry proudly. Vanity Fair magazine even
asked to see some, and ended up printing a funny one Josh had written for
Meredith, entitled 'Freckle-Face', as an accompaniment to Meredith's
interview.

And the parties! Every night, it seemed there were pre-Oscar parties. Josh
tried very hard not to get overwhelmed, and mostly succeeded. Meredith met
one of her competitors, Ellen Briar, at one. Ellen Briar was an actress that
Meredith had always admired, but never met. She impressed the older actress
with her grace and class.

Finally, it was time for the ceremony.

Meredith got into a stunning black dress that again made Josh weak in the
knees, much to Meredith's delight. Another limo ride, and they entered into
paparazzi hell.

"I haven't been photographed this much in my life," Josh joked.

After enduring the photo-fest, they found their seats. Meredith's parents
were behind them. Tim Hicks, who had been nominated for Director of the Year
for a different film, sat next to them, with his wife. Dan Aufberg, the
producer of the film, was right in front.

"Do you have a speech ready?' Josh asked Meredith.

"Nah, what's the point? I have no chance. Even Tim says so," she laughed.

"You should always have a speech, though," Tim told her.

"Ah, if lightning strikes, I'll just wing it."

They sat through some of the other awards, and a few production numbers.
Best Supporting Actress was actually fairly early in the show, so they didn'
t have to wait long.

Meredith grabbed Josh's hand, but was at ease and not expecting to win. "If
I thought I had a chance, I'd be more nervous," she said to Josh and Tim
with a laugh. "I hope Ellen Briar wins, actually. Unless, of course,
lightning does strike."

Lightning struck.

"And the Oscar goes to," intoned veteran actor Don Jones, "Meredith Fowler!"

Her jaw dropped to the floor. Her eyes got all wide. "I won? I won?" she
squeaked in a disbelieving tone. Josh, Tim, Dan, and her parents were
jumping around and yelling-and Meredith could scarcely believe it.

"Honey, you need to get up there," Josh whispered to her with a smile.

Recovering herself just a bit, she gave Josh's hand a squeeze and then
walked up to the stage, slightly dazed. She was presented with the Oscar,
and took a couple of seconds to visibly compose herself.

"Forgive me, I'm stunned," she said.

She took a deep breath.

"I don't have anything prepared, because I didn't think I had a chance, but
I know what I want to say," Meredith began.

"Everybody's got a laundry list. Thanks to the Academy, thanks to my agent,
thanks to Dan Aufberg, the producer and Bill Singleman, the director. Thanks
to the cast and crew, especially my buddy Christian Houle, who was a delight
to work with, and Tim Hicks, from whom I have learned more about acting than
I will ever repay.

"However, that's not the important part. I want to dedicate this award to
three people. First, my parents. They have supported me and loved me
throughout my whole career. They have walked the fine line between guidance
and freedom better than I thought it could be done. They have supported my
choices, and stepped in to make the hard choices themselves when they
thought I needed it. They've always been right. Mom and Dad, I love you."

"One of the hard choices they made was to move me out of Hollywood and to
Lamawakka, New York. They did this because they thought I was too caught up
in acting and had lost touch with Meredith the person. The problem was, at
that point, I wasn't sure who Meredith the person was. I was lucky enough to
meet a guy who kept digging and digging until he revealed the real Meredith.
And then he fell in love with her. Which is a good thing, because she fell
in love with him."

"We all get jaded after a while, being here. One of the neat things about
him is he's not jaded, and can come with me to an event like this and, with
his outsider's eyes, looks upon it all with wonder-and his perspective groun
ds me. He's my rock, he's my anchor. And, because I have him in my life,
this award"-she held up the Oscar-"is less important, but more special. It's
less important because he made me realize that there is more to me than
being an actress, and I needed to find that. But, it's more special, because
I can see it through his eyes, and see what an accomplishment it is, and see
how proud he is of me. Which makes me proud of myself.

"This wouldn't have meant nearly as much to me if he hadn't been sitting
there, holding my hand, when they called my name."

"I love you, Josh."

"Thank you."

She left the stage to thunderous applause.


TO BE CONTINUED

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