The street outside looks almost identical to the streets that intersect it. Brighton Pier was visible over the hill. In the middle of the road, Grey watches Alex's car drive away getting smaller and smaller.
|original screenplay 2018|
|typewriterrs|
The street outside looks almost identical to the streets that intersect it. Brighton Pier was visible over the hill. In the middle of the road, Grey watches Alex's car drive away getting smaller and smaller.
|original screenplay 2018|
|typewriterrs|
"Is she mine?" Freen asked with shaky hands watching the little kid playing on the playground. Her hair cascade on her shoulders, her eyes were brown, Freen's brown ones and her prominent nose is as...