forty three
" mel ! mel ! " the clarion call was from inside , from amy ." come here , come in here ! quick . mel ! get in here . oh my god . that's our house ! hat's our damn house . right there . look ! .
i stood to see what eas going on . amy was standing in the middle of the living room , pointing at the television with one hand , urging mel to come back inside with the other .
i followed mel tp the living room . it took me a moment to orient myself to what was on the screen. the camera view was from a helicopter . . the shot was focused on what lookedlike a residential street on a hillside . a small fleeyt of stationary vehicles with flashing lights was clustered nearby . after a couple of seconds i was able recognize that home the the searchlight was illuminating was the charming duplex that amy and kanyn and mel were renting in mt. washington .
the sky seemed clear . the misty fog that was hovering over west LA . apparently hasdn't drifted inland that far across the basin .
a brilliant floodlight hightlighted the streetide facade of the duplex . one side of the buolding was dark and curtained . one side had karge urns by the front door . in those urns , i knew , were birds of paradise .
the television screen split . on the left side was the aerial shot . a police chopper- the one with the floodlight - passed quiickly into and out frame , entering on the lower left corner , exiting on the upper right . the camera choreography was becoming clearer- that shot we were watching had to be from a news chopper that tracking the movements of an LA . police helicopter from a higher altitude .
" mel ! mel ! " the clarion call was from inside , from amy ." come here , come in here ! quick . mel ! get in here . oh my god . that's our house ! hat's our damn house . right there . look ! .
i stood to see what eas going on . amy was standing in the middle of the living room , pointing at the television with one hand , urging mel to come back inside with the other .
i followed mel tp the living room . it took me a moment to orient myself to what was on the screen. the camera view was from a helicopter . . the shot was focused on what lookedlike a residential street on a hillside . a small fleeyt of stationary vehicles with flashing lights was clustered nearby . after a couple of seconds i was able recognize that home the the searchlight was illuminating was the charming duplex that amy and kanyn and mel were renting in mt. washington .
the sky seemed clear . the misty fog that was hovering over west LA . apparently hasdn't drifted inland that far across the basin .
a brilliant floodlight hightlighted the streetide facade of the duplex . one side of the buolding was dark and curtained . one side had karge urns by the front door . in those urns , i knew , were birds of paradise .
the television screen split . on the left side was the aerial shot . a police chopper- the one with the floodlight - passed quiickly into and out frame , entering on the lower left corner , exiting on the upper right . the camera choreography was becoming clearer- that shot we were watching had to be from a news chopper that tracking the movements of an LA . police helicopter from a higher altitude .
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