A make out scene. My son, the 17 year old actor, is getting paid for up to three days, to utter two lines and make out with a girl. Up to three days at say, $555 a day. My friend’s husband has offered to do it for $500. Like a good mom I’ve checked with the agent to confirm that the film is not rated R. Nobody prepared me for this part of motherhood. I need a photo to punctuate the unlikeliness of this role to my motherly brain. How about this one from last summer?
I think I’ll go knit now.


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