Turner, 12 years old, and Pony, 9, are on a road and camping trip
Start: Pony: (wakes like a shot) What was that? Silence. Then all the sounds combine into a terrifying cacophony.
Pony: Mommy? Mommy….?! It’s bears!
End: Turner: Come on, let’s get closer.
Pony: Ohhh, they’re so bright!
Turner: Hold on tight now. I don’t want to lose you.
Howe, Tina. Approaching Zanzibar and other plays. Theatre Communications Group, New York, NY. 1995, pp. 37-41.
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