So far, I wasn’t impressed with Juliana’s new career. It felt like my daughter was using it as an excuse to distance herself from the family. Her stage name was only part of the puzzle. She was spending a lot less time at home and barely spoke when she was there.
I took another ride into Brooklyn and strolled onto the set.
A cameraman nodded to me as I walked past. Although no one had paid me any attention the first time I visited, it was clear that everyone knew who I was. I kept my sport coat on, covering my pistol this time. There was no sense in being obnoxious.
I saw a chair with a sign that said JULES BAEZ. It made me cringe, but there was nothing I could do about it.
I heard a loud voice yell, “Quiet on the set.” Someone else made another announcement, then slammed the handle down on a board indicating what scene they were working on. It was just like I had seen in movies. Even for me, it was kind of exciting.
Then I saw my little girl turn toward a tall, handsome young man. Two cameras were close to them as they filmed what looked to be a tender scene. Now that I saw how professional the production was, despite the cheesy studio, I felt better.
I watched as Juliana and the young man did a quiet scene where he told her about his dream to be on Broadway. This was not a show I’d watch if my daughter wasn’t in it.
The scene ended.
The director yelled, “Cut. That was perfect.”
Someone else called for the set to be changed, and I watched Juliana as she walked toward me with the young man.
“Hey, Dad.” She gave me a mechanical hug.
I took a breath and said, “You looked great up there, sweetheart.”
That brought out a big smile.
Juliana said, “Dad, this is Cade.”
The young man stuck out his hand and gave me a firm handshake as he looked me in the eye and said, “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Bennett.”
“So you know Juliana’s real name.”
“Oh, yes, sir. My real name is Carter Javits. But around here I’m Cade Jason. I’m trying to go by that all the time now.”
“Your parents must be very happy.”
Juliana cut in. “I have to get my stuff.” She looked up at Cade and said, “I’ll see you later tonight.”
I said, “What’s going on tonight?”
“Cade is taking me out to dinner.” She wandered off to gather her purse and school clothes.
I decided it was time to get to know this young man. “Is this your first acting job?”
Cade said, “No, sir. I’ve had a few bit parts here and there since I graduated three years ago.”
“What high school did you graduate from?”
“I graduated from Stony Brook University three years ago with my degree in communications.”
Like any father, I did the math in my head quickly. He had to be twenty-five or twenty-six. I played it cool. “Would you like to eat with us tonight, Carter — I mean, Cade?”
Juliana saved him. “Thanks, Dad, but we’ve already set up our plans.”
With that I was served notice that my daughter had grown up.