The floor is covered with paper, documents, folders, cards, and clothes.
WILLOW
There has to be something here. Something, anything! A goddamn paper trail to prove her innocence. Where is it?!
AZLYN enters stage left, puffy eyes, sunken faced. She lightly touches WILLOW's right shoulder.
AZLYN
We need you right now.
WILLOW shrugs her hand off. AZLYN rubs her eyes and exits stage right.
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Wearing Their Skin
Teen FictionA grieving girlfriend is devastated over the loss of her boyfriend, who dies in a seemingly innocent car accident but spirals when it turns into a murder investigation. THIS IS A SCRIPT 😌
