Kathleen's Closet: The Story

Not your run of the mill palliative care nurse, Janet Edmonds bursts into the last days of Kathleen Wilson’s life, and recreates from the old woman’s closet a memory of a time when she loved well and deeply the mysterious “N”.

During the night, while Kathleen lies unconscious, Janet discovers an upstairs boudoir and a key in a bowl of flashy jewelry from another century. The key opens a closet, revealing a treasure trove from that time long ago when speakeasies spoke and Jazz Babies dared.

Janet tries on a red flapper’s dress. As a Victrola spins its frantic tune, she reclines in the chaise lounge to read aloud an erotic inscription in a book of poems, signed “To K, all my love N.” In so doing, Janet brings Kathleen back to consciousness, and unlocks for her one of most treasured memories – the night she met Nancy – the lost love of her life.

During Kathleen’s final minutes, their spirits entwine to recreate a momentary forever, every delicious detail of an event so powerful that it becomes Kathleen’s final moment in life. Transformed by the encounter, Janet boldly embodies Kathleen’s death by embracing - in a blaze of red - her own life.