FROM BROOKLYN w/ LOVE
Her brother AZTEC returns home today from a life over seas of active duty and independent defense contracting. They share a deep connection and his return gives light to her world. But still, she lives much the same. That is until a neighbor recognizes Azalea’s voice. What’s more, he recognizes the ball cap she’s wearing, as she’d described it in a dungeon run. DAN, an awkward 40 year old who could easily pass for 30 or younger, introduces himself. Azalea panics.
With a child like directness he dives into her relationship with her brother, their late father she and Aztec adore so much, her step mother, her ball cap collection and everything else that he finds unique about her, like the fact her brother is white and she’s “half black”, and they both have “Z” names. As annoying as he is, Azalea finds him equally endearing. He also puts together pieces of her life to realize she isn’t living out her dream because she’s been hurt.
Dan has become part of the family and as a result Azalea has begun to open up to the world. Azalea is somewhat saddened to learn that Dan will be leaving to West Africa soon to help with a charity group called From Brooklyn with Love. She falls for his passion for the group and for helping orphaned children over seas and finally... drops the bomb on her friends and brother. “I’m going to Ghana with Dan.”
Despite the advice of her friends Azalea faces her fears, quits her job, packs a bag, leaves her brother in charge of her beloved inherited home and moves to Ghana.
And it SUCKS!
Everything she feared comes true. This so-called charity group is nothing more than a collective of disorganized, immature hopefuls who are getting very little done. She crashes. She gives herself space from Dan and questions her whole life.
Meanwhile Aztec has the inevitable confrontation his “estranged” mother. It goes about as expected: Like shit.
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