Rhymes With Fuchsia

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Domestic Scene

(The lights come up on a smallish bedroom in a suburban house. LUCIA lifts TAZ out of bed. He is wearing nothing but a bodysuit and socks, as far as we can see. She removes a pillow and a waterproof pad from the bed.)
LUCIA: At least you didn't... crud. (She stares morosely at the large wet spot on the sheet that she has revealed by removing the pad. Resignedly, she removes the other pillow and a bolster and begins peeling off the sheet and mattress pad.)
TAZ (scooting out into the hall): Hee hee.
LUCIA: Just where do you think you're going? (She pulls TAZ back into the room.)
(Offstage, a door slams.)
LUCIA: Honey, is that you?
GRANT (offstage): Yes.
LUCIA: Thank God.
GRANT: I'll be leaving now.
LUCIA: Get in here!
(GRANT appears in the hallway.)
TAZ: Hee hee hee.
GRANT: What a happy boy.
LUCIA: Of course he's happy: I'm having to change the entire boy.
GRANT: And the entire bed, I see.
LUCIA: True. (hands him clean mattress pad) Would you do the honors?
(GRANT remakes the bed, puts TAZ back into it, and changes his clothes. The lights dim as LUCIA exits, carrying a laundry basket.)

Do you see why I love this man?

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