As if on cue, a car horn blares from outside their small house. Flicker starts towards the door.

MS. QUINCY
Heads up!

Flicker turns just in time to catch a brown paper bag before shooting her mother a grin and exiting the house.

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INT. FLICKER'S SCHOOL - AFTERNOON

It is recess time. While other children practice sports, play games, or gossip in tight clusters, Flicker is hunched by a tree,  back to the school and remote in hand. Her figure is twirling over the grass, graceful and poised.

The recess monitor comes up behind her but the child fails to notice him until the older man clears his throat.