Saturday, November 22, 2025

Novermber Playwrighting 21: Bird, Grief, Sister play

 (SHEILA re-enters carrying snacks)

                                SHEILA

Your turn for what?

(JAMIE and KATIE look at each other intensely)

What are you up to?

                                KATIE

My turn to do the dishes!

                                JAMIE

Hey!

(KATIE EXITS to the kitchen, sticking her tongue out at JAMIE)

                                SHEILA

Wow, I’ve never had anyone who argued over doing the dishes in this household. In fact, when Sutton and I were newlyweds, I got him that magnet on the fridge.

                                JAMIE

Oh yeah, classy.

                                SHEILA

He thought it was funny. I’d just point to it when fed up with the stack and then he’d pitch in and do a load.

                                JAMIE

What does it say, exactly?

                                SHEILA

No woman ever shot a man while he was doing the dishes.

                                JAMIE

He would think that was funny.

                                SHEILA

I thought it was funny that all I had to do was point at it, but the mountain of dishes in the sink didn’t seem to motivate him or anyone else, for that matter. I’m still trying to teach Sammy how to wash dishes or cook, or clean.

                                JAMIE

Yeah. How’s that going? When he was younger, he wouldn’t touch anything slimy or …

                                SHEILA

It’s not. I’ve tried rubber gloves or plastic gloves, but he won’t wear them. He doesn’t mind gardening gloves and digging in the dirt outside as long as the dirt is dry and not sticky but food on plates, forget it!

                                JAMIE

And the smells.

                                SHEILA

Yeah, that overwhelms him, so dishes are still a non-starter with him. We’re working on it in therapy.

                                JAMIE

You do dishes in therapy?

                                SHEILA

Yes, and anything else he needs to work on to function.

                                JAMIE

What about emotional stuff? I thought that was what therapy was for.

                                SHEILA

It is, but he’ll work on other stuff too, as long as we go somewhere besides here or his therapist can come here and work with him.

                                JAMIE

That’s got to be expensive!

                                SHEILA

It is, but worth it.

                                JAMIE

Really, when he still can’t do the dishes.

                                SHEILA

You don’t get it. We… he is closer than he’s ever been to being able to do it and that’s progress.

                                JAMIE

Speaking of progress and Sammy, what is going to happen with him?

                                SHEILA

What do you mean?

                            JAMIE

Wasn’t Sutton the main caretaker?

                                SHEILA

No. We both were…are… Sammy can do a lot of things on his own.

                                JAMIE

Sure. Sure.

                                SHEILA

He gets up, rides the bus, gets to work and back on his own.

                                JAMIE

He does?

                                SHEILA

Yes. He has for a year now.

                                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 weather. He could ask him things in the car and he’d answer. 

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