Scene, kitchen, Chez S:
Parents stand on one side of the room, red coffee mugs in hand, leaning against the baking center talking about schedule for the day, dinner, saxophone lessons, Boy Scouts, business meetings.Ten-year-old girl, wavy hair diseveled and wrapped in a too-big pink bathrobe her grandmother gave her, wanders through, opens the refrigerator.
Mom (glancing at oven, realizing the time): Hey, it's time for your bath.
Girl: But I'm huuunnnnnngryyy.
Dad: You can eat after your bath..
(Girl mumbles and wanders off-stage. Parents pour another cup of coffee, weigh relative merits of coffee roasted yesterday 3 blocks away vs. coffee roasted God knows when in Seattle. Fat tabby cat runs into kitchen and leaps onto windowseat. Girl follows moments later.)
Mom: What are you doing? You're supposed to be in the bath!
Girl (pointing at cat): But I had to get Mary.
Mom: Cats aren't necessary bath accessories.
Girl (scooping up cat, who looks resigned): Yes they are!
2 other people thinking:
I wonder what the cat thought?
(I loved that glimpse into your life).
Duh!
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