Switched At Birth. Christine Rimmer

after which she replaced the tank lid and then tried to flush. Nothing.

      Madison grinned, feeling downright devilish. She was a movie star, after all, someone who pretended to be other people for a living, someone who had writers to give her words to say and staff to see to her every need, a person who couldn’t be expected to understand how a toilet worked—let alone to have any clue what to do if something in there broke.

      Before she had a chance to chicken out and hook the chain back together herself, she marched into the living area, picked up the house phone and punched in the number on the card.