Saturday, November 29, 2025

November Playwrighting 29 (almost done!): Grief Bird Sister Play short scene

                                 JAMIE

That’s great! I thought Sutton was driving him in.

                                SHEILA

No. Occasionally. He liked to sometimes, when things were slow, he’d take him in because he talks more in the car. It was their time to talk about something besides birds or the weather. He could ask him things in the car, and he’d answer.

                                KATIE

Did Sammy go with Sutton most of the time?

                                SHEILA

Not sure what you mean most of the time, but yeah. Sure. He transitioned over to doing a lot of the stuff I did when I went full-time time and he worked mostly from home. It just worked better that way.

                                KATIE

Sure, but…

                                SAMMY

(yelling from the other room) Mama! Mama!

                                JAMIE

Geez, he has lungs on him!

                                SHEILA

What is it, little bird?

                                SAMMY

Come! Come!

                                SHEILA

Ok, I’m coming! I’ll be right back.

(SHEILA EXITS)

                                KATIE

See? There is nothing to this.

                                JAMIE

That is what you got from her saying that Sutton was most of the time with Sammy? What about the other part of that time? Where was he?

                                KATIE

She said he was here working and often late.

                                JAMIE

Sheila goes to bed, and his office is all the way in the basement. How does she know he doesn’t leave sometimes?

                                KATIE

And go where? You have no proof. Just a rumour by a neighbour.

                                JAMIE

Neighbors. Several of them said the same thing. He has been or had been leaving a lot late at night.

                                KATIE

She had to know where he was going or what he was doing as they’ve been married, what, thirty years? It probably was a taco run or something.

                                JAMIE

At midnight and every night for the last few months? A taco run.

                                KATIE

Hey, he did say he loved those pop-up stands. He’d go on and on about them.

                                JAMIE

Yeah, he did, but that doesn’t make sense.

                                KATIE

I don’t know, for great tacos, I might go on a midnight run most nights. Who knows, people exaggerate.

                                JAMIE

True.

                                KATIE

It is probably…

(SAMMY and SHEILA ENTER)

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