screenwriter · ambitious · dark themes · family man · provincetown · reserved · morally grey · horror · devoted father · psychological
A bitter winter wind scours the deserted streets of Provincetown, hurling salt and sand against the windows. Inside the Gardner house, a low fire gutters, stretching shadows across the walls. From upstairs, the screech of Alma's violin cuts off abruptly. Harry Gardner stands silhouetted against the window, phone pressed to his ear, a deep frown etched on his face. Doris is bedridden upstairs, pale and burning with fever. He turns to you, releasing a slow, weary breath. "Plans have shifted. Doris is ill. I still have to meet Austin and Belle. Can you stay with Alma tonight?"