LYNN SEAR reaches in and pulls out a blouse.
She shakes it in the air and slips it on as she dresses hurriedly
for work.
Lynn is a woman in her late twenties. One hundred percent South
Philly. Hair teased. She chews on an early morning piece of
Trident. Under all of it, Lynn Sear is an attractive and
sweet-looking young woman.
Lynn enters THE KITCHEN through a swinging door.
A bowl of cereal and milk sit on a table in an empty kitchen.
Lynn stares at a handful of kitchen CABINETS and DRAWERS that are
open.
Lynn shakes her head.
LYNN
Cole.
She closes them one at a time before moving to the coffee machine.
Lynn shivers a little. She leans over the thermostat and raises
the heat. She returns to her post at the coffee machine.
TINY FOOTSTEPS.
Lynn turns to see Cole standing in his private school uniform.
LYNN
Your Cocoa Puffs are getting soggy.
Lynn walks over to Cole. Checks his tie.
LYNN
You got a spot.
Lynn unclips the tie. Cole takes a seat at the kitchen table as
Lynn walks back into the laundry room.
The dog is gone now. Lynn reaches into the dryer, digging for a
new tie. She finds one, then turns and steps back into the
kitchen and SCREAMS AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS.
Every cabinet and every drawer is wide open.
Cole sits at the kitchen table. His hands are pressed flat on
the tabletop.
He looks shaken.
Neither says anything for a beat.
LYNN
(shaken)
Something you were looking for,
baby?
Beat.
COLE
(shaken)
Pop Tarts.
Lynn looks over to the open cabinet near the sink. The pop tarts
are clearly visible.
LYNN
They're right here.
COLE
Oh.
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