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Monologue Mania Day #113 by Janet S. Tiger Moving On (c) June 5, 2014
Moving On
(A woman comes onstage, holding a phone to one ear. She is listening, with almost no reaction, as the other party keeps speaking. She sits heavily.)
(Flat) Yes, Suzy, it is difficult to move, I know, especially when you didn't want to........the kids will get used to the new school. .......well, new puppies are like that, they get nervous in a new place.
(Listens)
Perhaps if you get an older dog next time, maybe one from the pound. (She is trying hard to keep it together) They can watch the animals for awhile......get to know them. See ....if anything is wrong. .....(Sharper) .No, I am not blaming you for getting a new puppy........
(Takes a deep breath)
Well, actually, Suzy, everything is not all right.
(Another deep breath, this is difficult) Last night, Terry, you know.... my oldest, the one who just got back from Afghanistan....last night.he.....he committed suicide.
(Holds phone from ear.)
He had the TV on very loudly, but we didn't like to....bother him......He shot himself, with a silencer so as not to wake anyone. He was always a considerate young man..... And he even used plastic tarps....so there wouldn't be too much ......mess. I guess they trained him well in the Army.......Preparation is half the battle, he told me his sergeant would say.....But I guess...... some things, you just can't prepare for....
(Listens)
Well, yes, Suzy, that's very nice of you to offer, I can use help....with the children, the dogs.....Thank you....
You must be tired from the move.....I'm sorry to bother you with anything.....
(Trying not to cry) When could you come over.......
(She pulls the phone from her ear.)
I guess when she says 'right now' she means it! But I had one last thing to ask......Could you bring him back for just a minute........
(Holds the phone by her chest)
I just want....to say goodbye.......before he .....moves on......
(She takes the phone and walks off. The hardest way to end.... a young life.)
Janet S. Tiger 858-274-9678
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Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
www.JanetSTiger.weebly.com
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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