Letters to Lenny

Letters to Lenny

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*The next Netflix movie drama. * A five part series to enjoy on Netflix. 'Trailer trash gold' 2020 A written draft Read it first here Enjoy x 'Lenny bodine to me was a mystery, my greatest regret and yet a blessing if even in disguise.' On a stuffy southern evening the local corner store is held up for the fifth time this year. The cops in the area are baffled as to who the armed robber might be . For teenager Faye work is a life threatening ordeal yet she needs the steady job to help support her family who are struggling. When the gun is held to her head for a fifth time the gunman unknowingly reveals his identity. Its Lenny - the second youngest son from the much feared Bodine family. Lenny is locked up a day later for a separate crime and his alibi does not place him at the corner shop on the night of the robbery. The cops don't listen to Faye and it is a terrorizing waiting game each night at work. Surely Lenny will strike again when he is released from jail. Do trailer parks have mailboxes? Prison is a boring place after all. Perhaps Faye could write a letter and persuade loony Lenny to leave the corner store alone? Or maybe she could threaten him with what she knows.
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