The next day, Larry noticed that the medicine cabinet was missing several bottles, and only had ordinary stuff, no prescriptions. He nodded approval and went to the living room where she was.
"Miles, thanks."
"For what?" she asked.
"I looked in the medicine cabinet."
"Well, you weren't the only one who was scared last night," she said.
"Well, thanks in advance for not scaring me again."
2.
Lilly listened to Miley stumble through her first song, and signaled the stage manager to go to lip synching. Larry had told her that she had thrown out her pill collection, and she believed it, but if anything Miley was back to drinking pretty heavily. She decided in the future she would go back to starting with lip synch, then go live if possible. Oh well, she thought, at least you just throw up and pass out from too much alcohol, instead of dying. Come on Miley, I know it was tragic what happened to Dave, but that was 20 years ago.
3.
Lilly answered her phone. Miley said "Got a little problem, Lilly."
"What is it?"
"I had a little accident."
"How bad? Are you ok? Is everyone else ok?"
"I'm ok as in not hurt, and I hit a tree so there was no one else," said Miley. "This is embarrassing, but I need you to post my bail and pick me up."
It didn't take long for Lilly to figure what that meant. "Miles, what am I going to do with you? Ok, be there in a few."
"Call my dad for me. I would rather that he heard from you than the papparazi."
"Consider it done."
She dialed and said "Hi, Bob. I have news. It's bad but could have been a lot worse. Miley is not hurt, but she had an accident."
"Well, it's good that she didn't get hurt. I hope no one else was hurt?"
"Single vehicle, she hit a tree. Now for the rest of the story. I'm on my way to post her bail for drunk driving. Then I'll get her a lawyer and work on media damage control."
"Oh brother. All right, I'm sure you know how to handle all that."
"I'm guessing this is a papparazi alert, too," said Lilly. "And I'm sure you know how to handle that. Well, I better go get her. Talk to you later."
"Bye."
4.
"Your sentence is 90 days in the county jail, which will be suspended upon successful completion of a court approved rehab program." He banged his gavel and continued "This is off the record. I seriously considered recusing myself from this case, because I have been a big fan of yours ever since you started performing. I think I have been fair though, not giving you any special consideration or coming down on you excessively hard. As a fan, I really do want to see you back on stage instead of behind bars. I really don't want you crashing into more trees, because you might not be so lucky next time. So for me and the rest of your fans, do the rehab and put yourself back together. Ok?"
Lilly said "Judge, I think I can speak for both of us when I say thank you." Miley nodded vigorously.
When Lilly and Larry dropped her at the rehab center, she said "We'll have to concel some concerts, won't we? And don't I have a recording session coming up?"
Lilly told her "Worrying about those things is your manager's job. Your only job right now is to get well. So do that." They walked in with her to check in.
At the desk, she happened to think of something. "Do we get to watch TV here?" she asked.
"It depends," said the clerk. "Rehab sessions have priority, but we do have TV's for you."
"I hope we don't have rehab on Sunday afternoons," she said. "The Rams are in the playoffs."
"Oh yes, you get Sunday afternoons off. We have enough football fans that we have to. I wouldn't have expected you to be one, though."
"Well, it's not exactly the football," she said. "It's more like, well, long story, never mind."
"We do have one pretty strict rule about it, though," said the clerk. "No beer during it."
She laughed a little. "Makes sense. Come here, Larry, I need a hug before going on."