Lynn holds a laundry basket on her hip as she fiddles with the
thermostat in the hall. The house is cold. Lynn wears a winter
jacket in the house.
Lynn turns and moves into the shadowy hallway. No lights. The
house seems somewhat ominous. Beat.
Lynn's eyes dart to an open guest room like she just saw
something. She stares in the doorway until a SOUND TURNS HER IN
THE DIRECTION OF THE FAMILY ROOM.
She picks up balled-up boy's sweat socks and dirty T-shirts
laying on the carpet. When she reaches the end of the hall, she
HITS A LIGHT SWITCH. The hall LIGHTS UP REVEALING A WALL OF
PHOTOS. Lynn forms a tiny smile.
Snapshots of Cole and Lynn's life hang before her eyes.
Cole's birthday parties... Lynn and Cole at an amusement park...
Cole under the Christmas tree... Cole on Lynn's shoulders in a
pool... Cole with a group of neighbors at a barbecue...
Lynn takes a step forward. Lynn's face betrays the fact that she
notices something she never noticed before. She touches a photo
of three-year-old Cole.
WE MOVE INTO THE PHOTO -- COLE'S FACE SMILES AT US. LYNN'S
FINGER GENTLY BRUSHES A THIN STREAKS OF LIGHT THAT CURVES IN THE
BACKGROUND BEHIND COLE. THE STREAK OF LIGHT IS BLURRED, LIKE
SOMETHING CAUGHT IN MOTION.
Lynn looks to the adjacent photo -- the barbecue photo --
Everyone stands with hot dogs and sodas. Lynn searches the
picture. Her eyes suddenly stop at the TINIEST BLUR OF WHITE
LIGHT STREAKING AROUND COLE.
WE MOVE FROM FRAMED PHOTO TO FRAMED PHOTO -- EACH THE SAME --
SOMEWHERE HIDDEN IN THE FRAME, SOMEWHERE NOT EASILY SEEN, LYNN
FINDS A BLUR.
Lynn takes it all in curiously.
CUT TO:
INT. COLE'S BEDROOM - AFTERNOON
Lynn moves into Cole's room with the laundry basket balanced on
her hip. The Walkman headphones on her head blares A MUFFLED
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