Category: Sunlight


Script 002 – Forrester Mcleod

I am two years old and am sitting on the shiny wooden floor wearing a soft yellow dress.  My legs are stretched out before me as I watch my unaware father sitting near the open window.  The white shear curtains desperately try to touch him but he is unaware of them as well.  The sunlight has succeeded in wrapping itself around him but all he can see are his big shiny shoes.  He is polishing them with such love, such focus.  The big shiny boat shoes that will faerie him far, far away…