Angie is a young woman who has recently ended a relationship with the
Oh yes. I loved you. So many things. The safety. The words exchanged. Letters. I would cough and the phone would ring and it would be you asking me if I was all right. You could imitate me and make me laugh. You would buy me a little thing.
But when we fell apart, you didn’t understand that I would be back. That if you let me have my life, I would be with you forever. Now, I see other people.
Alternate ending (from monologue on page 65.)
Everything you said and did, every touch at night in bed, every act of kindness, every generosity, every loving comment had this sentence attached: Maybe now she’ll love me. And it made you weak. And if I’m not going to love someone strong, why love at all?
Martin, Steve. WASP and Other Plays. Samuel French, New York, NY. 1996. p. 62.
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