the sheer luck of quality workmanship of the yellow window sashes and childlike idiocy allowed shirley to swing in a wide arc up then back down through the now broken window. the group of silently watching people began to look: at their watches, around nervously. there was a distinct vibe of weariness of being involved in another ridiculous scheme of shirley’s. everyone knew about her unquenchable thirst for fame. she desperately wanted to be a serious actress. but like any other unwelcome guests, shirley’s antics showed up unexpectedly and awkwardly.