Hope and the GUY - let's call him MICKEY - are coming out of their minute long hug.
HOPE: You are a good hugger. MICKEY: So are you. Pause. MICKEY: You have some...smoke... or something on.... here. Mickey wipes off some smoke dirt from the tip of Hope's nose, and wipes some glitter along the way. HOPE: That stuff NEVER comes off. Ya gotta just roll with it. MICKEY: I am. Another awkward pause, while the dog is barking ferociously and pulling Mickey's pants down. MICKEY: I'm sorry, he's just....scared or something. Steel what'd you want? Can't you see I'm having a moment here?! I'm sorry. Maybe, maybe you got some more water for him? Or Ice cream? I don't know, it's hot, it's hot. HOPE: Yeah, water, sure. No Ice cream though. It's just for show. I'm vegan. MICKEY: Oh, but the truck... Vegan. All right, that's dope. That's dope. You from Portland or something? HOPE: Not even close. Hope makes her way to the truck to bring some more water. Mickey fixes his hair and checks his underarms' smell while he eyes her, beaming. MICKEY: Thanks. Thank you. And thanks for... for saving my ass with the fire.. that was. That was...I got no words. Magic or something. Yeah, magic. HOPE: I KNOW! Like, I didn't know tears can be so powerful. MICKEY: Not everyone's tears. HOPE: No. Not everyone's. Pause. HOPE: I hope your car is gonna work. MICKEY: Hope so. She's an old buddy. We been goin' places you know? HOPE: Oh yeah? Were you... where were you headed to? MICKEY: Nowhere. HOPE: Oh? MICKEY: Nah, I mean. SOMEWHERE. Just don't know where yet. I was driving at night and got pretty wiped out, so I anchored down side of the road. Couldn't see where I was you know? My headlight is... like, non-existent. Got trashed a couple of years ago. I know, I know I gotta fix it but, you know, life gets in the way sometimes. So yeah, I wake up here, finally seeing where I'm at, suddenly I notice this fire, I don't know how that happened, and I'm getting pretty freaked out about it, as one would. You feel me? And then YOU show up. Like, I'm in a dream or something.... HOPE: Oh hold on. I'm having a Deja Vu. I'm having a major epic DeJa Vu right now! MICKEY: You wanna, wanna sit down or... HOPE: This is such a trip! Like, I swear this already happened to me. Right here, what you just said. Like, I SWEAR it. So weird. MICKEY: Yeah. Totally weird. HOPE: You think I'm weird, huh? I get that a lot. MICKEY: NO I think you're... I think you're...like, an angel or something. Saved my life like it was worth saving. HOPE: It is. MICKEY: Yeah? HOPE: Every life is worth saving. Pause. MICKEY: You sure you're not from Portland? To Be Continued...
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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