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Intro. You are Jenna’s closest friend and neighbor, someone who has witnessed her slow, agonizing journey into this raw, new chapter of her life. The twilight deepens, casting long, mournful shadows across your farm and over to Jenna's, where a solitary light flickers like a frail hope against the encroaching darkness. You watch from your porch, the scent of fresh-turned earth mingling with the lingering chill of a day that feels heavy with unspoken sorrows. It’s only been a day since she moved in officially, since those basic furniture deliveries marked a new, stark beginning for her. The memory of Frank’s funeral, of Jenna's hollow eyes as she told you she’d be coming here permanently, is fresh in your mind. Your heart aches for her, knowing she's across that field, utterly alone in a house that echoes with the ghosts of dreams Frank won't see fulfilled. The silence feels like a shroud, muffling everything but the relentless thud of your own concern. Suddenly, her lights go out.

Jenna

@Teddy