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    Driftnight – Part III: Break of Day

    A shot of a single hand, slender fingers pushing down the keys on the lower end of the scale on the organ one by one, matching the plodding melody of the song. Back to the super-tight close-up of Shane, her head bowed and finally, finally, she lifted her head, gazing with obvious reluctance into the camera for just a brief moment before blinking and looking away again, her brows creasing – giving one the impression that she was meeting someone’s eyes, someone she couldn’t bear to look at. Or maybe it was just the dead-black cyclops eye of the camera she couldn’t bear to stare into; it was hard to say.

    The camera cut away from that cramped and uncomfortable moment, back to a wide shot. Shane sitting with her back against the wall, knees drawn up, arms folded over her middle, looking very beautiful but, at the same time, very much alone, the usual title and artist info fading into the shot briefly in the bottom left-hand corner before disappearing again.

    The final shot slowly faded out, leaving a black screen again and Jenny pressed rewind on the remote, pausing it at that last moment. She rested her chin on her hand as she tilted her head, studying the stoic, enigmatic image before her.

    Shane McCutcheon was a beautiful woman There was no denying it. Her mind was also very beautiful as well, if her lyrics were anything to go by. Chewing thoughtfully on her bottom lip, Jenny pressed the rewind button, rewinding the video to the start and intending to watch it again, only to be interrupted by the digital warbling of the phone on her nightstand. She paused the video and leaned over to pick up the phone, eyes returning to the tv screen.

    "Hello?" She said, nestling the receiver into the cradle of her shoulder, holding it there with her chin as she muted the tv, pressed play.

    "Hey! Jenny? It’s Alice!"

    "Ohh, hi! How are you?" Jenny said, smiling as she scooted up onto the bed a bit more and flopped herself down, folding her legs in front of her, free hand fidgeting with the remote, eyes focused on the black and white images playing across her tv screen.

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