first year - Feb. 13, 2014 - Feb. 12, 2015 second year - Feb. 13, 2015 - Feb. 12, 2016 third year - Feb. 13, 2016 four year Feb. 14, 2017- today!
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When Death Knocked at My Door
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When Death Knocked at My Door
by Janet S. Tiger
© 2015 all rights reserved
tigerteam1@gmail.com
(The man who walks out is older, dressed in black, formal, head bowed)
I can't believe it. They warned me when I met her, that she was too young for me....that....if I married her .....death would be knocking at my door much sooner. But I didn't care, because she was so beautiful....so young...so vibrant and ......she made all my friends - the ones still alive - green with envy.........What did it matter..... why would I want to live another twenty years of life if it was without her? What would twenty years without her be like? Better than five with her? Four with her?
(Sighs) One with her.
How do you choose? How do you know?
(He turns to leave, stops, looks back, wipes his eyes)
How would I know....that when death knocked at my door.....it would be for her......
(He exits.......)
© 2015 all rights reserved
tigerteam1@gmail.com
(The man who walks out is older, dressed in black, formal, head bowed)
I can't believe it. They warned me when I met her, that she was too young for me....that....if I married her .....death would be knocking at my door much sooner. But I didn't care, because she was so beautiful....so young...so vibrant and ......she made all my friends - the ones still alive - green with envy.........What did it matter..... why would I want to live another twenty years of life if it was without her? What would twenty years without her be like? Better than five with her? Four with her?
(Sighs) One with her.
How do you choose? How do you know?
(He turns to leave, stops, looks back, wipes his eyes)
How would I know....that when death knocked at my door.....it would be for her......
(He exits.......)
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first posted - Day # 682 When Death Knocked at My Door Dec. 25, 2015
and now...... from the other side -
When Death Knocked at My Door
by Janet S. Tiger
© July 17, 2018 all rights reserved
tigerteam1@gmail.com
(The woman who walks out is younger, dressed in black, formal, head bowed)
I can't believe it. They warned me when I met him, that he was too old for me....that....if I married him .....death would be knocking at my door......
© July 17, 2018 all rights reserved
tigerteam1@gmail.com
(The woman who walks out is younger, dressed in black, formal, head bowed)
I can't believe it. They warned me when I met him, that he was too old for me....that....if I married him .....death would be knocking at my door......
But I didn't care, because he was so ..... how can I put it? He was....so rich!
What did it matter..... what's a few years in order to have everything I wanted! The ability to get anything - houses, boats, jewelry......What difference could a few years make, how many could it be? I could wait for my true love! How many years? Not too many - he was old! And he had a bad heart! How many years in the contract? Five? Ten? Two?
(Sighs) One with him.....
How do you choose? How do you know?
(She turns to leave, stops, looks back, wipes her eyes)
How would I know....that when death knocked at my door.....it would be for me........
(She exits.......)
(Sighs) One with him.....
How do you choose? How do you know?
(She turns to leave, stops, looks back, wipes her eyes)
How would I know....that when death knocked at my door.....it would be for me........
(She exits.......)
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Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
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