Writer Profile: Scribbles13 |
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An Excerpt from Maybe... Not
Conner starts to head for the door, but David runs up and catches her waist. DAVID CONNER (thrusting David’s hands from her waist and turning to face him) DAVID CONNER DAVID CONNER DAVID CONNER DAVID David offers his arms to her. She looks at his arms, then his face, and then back again. CONNER (exasperated) DAVID They position themselves into the trust position. Conner closes her eyes and falls backwards. Just like he promised, David’s arms are there to catch her. He pulls her back to her face, and then around to face him again. Their faces end up inches away from each other. David grins at her. Conner looks as if she is undecided as to how she should feel. DAVID |
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