Mum was the word on Friday–I was heading to L.A. to attend a surprise party for my dear friend, Cindy Leuty-Jones, so I couldn’t mention my destination for fear of arousing suspicions.   

I stayed at the lovely Westin Hotel at LAX, and on Saturday, Cindy and her romance-hero husband, Jack, met me there for lunch.  Jack and I had been plotting for days, via phone and text, and Jack had told Cindy I was just passing through and wouldn’t it be great if we could get together for an hour or two?  I was nervous–I’m a very bad liar and … Read More »