http://slow.writerscafe.org/Sprocket239 The original writings of author Patrick Noonan en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776066640 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ACT TWO (CONT’D) (scene four) Cameron Thomas’ apartment is pitch black. The soft hum of the air conditioner is the only sign of life. A lighter flicks on. A cigarette is lit. The lighter shows, for a brief second, Cameron’s face. Unshaven and lost. He has not been.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640220/ ACT TWO   (scene one)  It is now noon in the city of Annapolis. Cameron and Elaine are sitting in a booth by the window of a downtown restaurant. Cameron sits wrapped up in his own thoughts. He tries desperately to figure out why he had the dream he had. Camero.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640215/ “End Of The Day”    A Screenplay by Patrick Noonan                    Cast Of Characters:  Cameron Thomas-h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640214/ Chapter Seven        As we ate our breakfast I tried to remember what happened the night before. I had never gotten so drunk before, to the point where I couldn’t remember what I did.     “Hey, Alison?” I said. &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640202/ Chapter Six        There is something that always sticks in my mind when I think about the day my mother died, something that haunts me to this day. It was around eleven when it happened, when I heard the argument begin. I could hear my father yelling, I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640201/ Chapter Five        After Alison and I had that night of wonder everything changed. Like I said it was three years before we saw each other again, and over those  three years we grew apart. I finished high school in the summer of 1982. That fall I le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640200/ Chapter Four           Alison got out of the shower wearing just a towel, it was hard for me not to think about the times we had. I thought about the day she left my life and the first time she re-entered it.    That year after .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640199/ Chapter Three        The day that the woman who would become my mother re-entered my father’s life was one of the strangest days of anyone’s life. After they left the construction site they went and planned their crime, a crime that would neve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640198/     Chapter Two      After I awoke in the motel I tired to reconstruct the events of the night before. The girl lying next to me was someone who I  had not seen for five years. Her name was Alison Matthews. The love of my life. I met Alison in junio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640196/ I woke up in Fresno one morning next to a woman and I had no idea who she was. My head was throbbing; I must’ve had too much to drink that night. Where the hell was I? It looked like I was in a cheap motel. The carpet was brown. Brown? Who the hell lays down brown carpet? The curtains were shu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640195/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sprocket239/640194/