Act 3, Scene 4: Writing Unwritten

Prompt from here.
Dedicated to someone dear to me, who passed away last month.

To you,
whom I’ve been doing my best for.

I want you to know that I’m still doing my best.

You’re good.
I’m not as good as you are.
All I could do is to try to be half as good.

I want to make you proud.
And I know it’s not enough just being what I am now –
one of the many things that keeps me going.

I will continue doing my best,
with what I have,
with what I can do.

So please,
be at peace.

Because despite where I am now,
I will move on,
I will strive,
and I will live.

For being such an inspiration,
Thank you.

I will miss you.
But thank you.

– yours.

Act 4, Scene 1: Paranoia

(mobile phone rang)
(A digs into her purse and picks up phone)

A: Hullo?
B: Hi.

(A rolls eyes)

A: Oh, it’s you.
B: It’s me.

A: How can I help you?
B: Why did you call earlier?

A: Huh?
B: You called, right?

A: No.
B: Just now, you called, right?

A: No, my phone was in my bag until I picked it up.
B: …you didn’t call me?

(A sighs)

A: Do you even remember that I’m not working today?
B: Eh.

(A glares at the phone)

A: It’s my off day, remember?
B: Ah. If you didn’t call then okay. Please call me if you need anything.

A: I will. Please enjoy your holiday.
B: You too.

A: I was, until you called.
B: Oh my God, I’m sorry. See you…?

A: In two days.
B: In two days.

A: …
B: Okay then.

A: Bye.
B: Bye.

(A hangs up)
(A stares at the phone)
(A stares at the phone for a long time)

(tumbleweed)

Narrator: Either he’s a paranoid workaholic or…?

(curtain closes)