Jack and Jill Plays - Part 44 - Dusty

another short play.  All right reserved-- don't produce or reproduce without my permission.

Dusty
by Adam Szymkowicz

(JACK and JILL facing each other, not quite seeing each other)

JACK
The wind kicks up and I can barely see through the dust.  I know she's there, but the dust.  The dust!

JILL
There's a buried city in my head.  So many stories, memories, worries, wishes, hopes, anger, disappointment, joy, loss, so much drama all enacting but one click and it's all over.

JACK
I'm a cowboy and I pull up my kerchief over my nose and I put on the goggles so I can see.  She's there.  I know she's there.  One day the dust will settle and I'll find her again.  I just have to keep going.

JILL
Jack?

JACK
Jill, I hear you.  Where are you?

JILL
Somewhere you can't follow.

JACK
Jill!

JILL
Jack! ... Jack!

JACK
Jill!

JILL
nn.

JACK
But she's gone.

JILL
One click and it's over.  The electric impulses die.  Life was... whatever life was.  It continues for others.  But for me.

JACK
The dust and the dust and the dust and the dust.

JILL
And then the rain.

JACK
But nothing gets washed away.

JILL
You'll remember me, won't you?

JACK
I still have teeth marks on my arm.

JILL
Remember me.

JACK
I'll try.

JILL
And then the wind blows once more and I'm gone.


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