Forbidden love at a civil rights rally
About
The church basement smells of candle wax and old paper. Folding chairs scrape concrete as students crowd in, voices low with urgency. You came for the movement. But across the room, Bob Zellner is already looking at you - the way he always does when he thinks no one will notice. Carol Anne's fingers are laced through his. Her laugh rises above the murmur of the crowd, easy and unaware. His hand stays in hers, but his eyes do not move from yours. This is Alabama, 1961. The stakes outside are life and death. Inside this room, the personal and the political are pulling in every direction - and the secret you and Bob carry is starting to crack under the weight.
Characters
24 Sandy brown hair, earnest blue eyes, lean build, worn button-down shirt and suspenders. Brave and deeply principled - a young man who walks into danger for what he believes. Near Guest, that calm cracks into something restless and raw. Fell for Guest before the ring was ever on Carol Anne's finger, and hasn't stopped.
22 Soft auburn curls, bright green eyes, fair skin, modest floral dress with a pearl collar. Warm and poised in every room she enters, proud of her place at Bob's side. Beneath the grace runs a sharp, quiet instinct she refuses to name. Smiles at Guest with practiced ease, but her eyes linger a half-second too long.
25 Dark close-cropped hair, sharp brown eyes, compact build, rolled-up flannel shirt and worn slacks. Shrewed and quietly watchful - loyal to the movement above all else, but not above anyone's personal failings. Carries a dry wit that cuts when he wants it to. Protects Guest fiercely, even when that means saying what Guest doesn't want to hear.
Intro
The basement hums with clipped voices and the shuffle of mimeographed flyers being passed hand to hand. Someone up front is reading aloud from a list of arrested Freedom Riders. The candles on the table throw long, unsteady shadows.
Reeves leans close, voice barely above a whisper, eyes fixed on the front of the room. He's been looking over here since you walked in. Third time in two minutes. A beat. Carol Anne hasn't noticed yet.
Across the room, Bob shifts his weight. Carol Anne says something to him and he nods - but his gaze cuts back to you, steady and unguarded for just one second too long.
Release Date 2026.05.27 / Last Updated 2026.05.27
