Melody Jackson v. the Woman in White It happened on Lafayette Street Season One
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Scene Six
The downtown Central library was a massive square of concrete. Melody had only been here a couple of times, mainly because it wasn’t as locally convenient as their Holgate branch. Unless one worked downtown, according to her father, it was an annoying mess to find a parking spot. Contrary to that statement, however, Lonnie found one on the street right away.
Melody, as she usually was when confronting newish places, especially when said newish places were of such fine architecture, came prepared. She pulled out her video camera, and filmed it from every angle she could as they approached. And as for practice, or perhaps even to set the mood, she began to read from her first draft of narration:
“Opening in 1913, this grand structure -- in Gregorian style and designed by architect A. E. Doyle -- was...”
“Do you need to do this now?” Bernie asked her.
“This is going to be my opening shot.” She held up her hands as if to frame the building. “Just picture the approach.”
“I am picturing it,” Bernie said. “I’m here. And I can tell you with some confidence that I’m probably not going to want to relive it over and over again afterwards.”
“Oh, let her practice, Bernie. She might be a famous film-maker someday.”
“Yes father,” Melody said, not pulling her face away from the view finder. “And you don’t want to be left out of the thank-yous during the Academy Awards, do you?”
“I’ll take my chances,” he said.
Melody scowled and put her camera away. She tried to figure out why her father was being so grouchy. He liked to be contrary normally, and he could fall into a foul mood on occasion which seemed to occur out of the blue. Perhaps it was due to low blood sugar. She reached into her camera bag (which was actually a small backpack), pulled out a granola bar and handed it to him.
“What’s this for?” he asked, taking it from his daughter’s hand.
“It’s for your mood,” she said.
“Unless there’s something stronger in it than granola,” Bernie said, “I don’t think it’s going to solve my problem.”
Melody understood the joke, but she didn’t appreciate it much. Maybe there was a clue to his onset anger in a recent conversation. She scanned her brain:
Television
Underwear
Blackberries
Supernatural mysteries
She smirked. “At least you’re doing something with your family,” she told him.
Bernie smiled, and put his arm around her and her mother. “This is fun,” he said. “We should really do this more often.”
“You’re just saying that to shut us up, aren’t you?” Lonnie said.
They ascended the steps, which spanned nearly the entire front of the building. It opened in the middle with three heavy sets of doors. There was a small entryway which housed the library gift shop, and a concierge of sorts who served some unknown purpose. Through another set of doors, the Jackson’s found the main checkout room, which contained administrative services employees, and several rows of automated checkout machines. There were two rooms branching off: the main fiction room to the left, and the Beverly Cleary Children’s Library to the right, as well as main staircase of polished black stone ascending in the center.
Lonnie began immediately towards the second floor.
“I’m going to check in with the research squad and see if they have any tips for finding this woman,” she said.
Melody let her body sag, which it did when her mother said something annoying or embarrassing. She was almost completely positive that “research squad” wasn’t the official name for any group of people.
“Please don’t address them as that,” she told her.
“Why not?” Lonnie said. “They’ll think it’s creative.” She turned around quickly and grabbed for her daughter’s hand, eyes alighted. “Maybe they’ll name it that, and create a banner or something. Wouldn’t that just be like totally embarrassing for you?”
“Yes,” Melody said. “It would. You know it would.”
Lonnie laughed softly to herself. “Don’t worry,” she said. “I won’t even talk to them directly. I’ll just grunt and point.”
“I would greatly appreciate that,” said Melody.