Characters: WREN JENNIFER ‘ABIGAIL, Scene: The play takes place outside the Monsignor’s office. Lights rise on Jennifer, ting on a hardwood bench, outside a door in a rectory. Sign onthe door reads, “Monsignor Kelly." The door is located im @ halon that has the fling of age to it—heavy wood, framed pictures of bishops and popes on the wall. She sits with her ee folded. Wren, a young woman dressed much too loudly for the daytime, enters, walks down the hall, stops at the door, peers Wren: Excuse me? Do you work here? T'm sorry, I don't. Is this the Monsignor’s office? Ree T believe so. The sign on the door would indi- cate that, yes. ae Is there a sign? (Peering closely) Oh, you're right. , Ldon’t have my lenses in. (No response) You know. Contacts? Contact lenses? I'm just blind without them, really But this morning, God, I just couldn’t put them in. My eyes Were burning up. (Confidentiall)) Too many smoky rooms last night and all, I guess. (Pause. No response) Are you one of the children? JENNIFER: Yes, WREN: Oh, I'm so happy to meet you. Really! My name's. . . JENNIFER: Yes. I know, I'm Jennifer. WREN: Oh, Ai! Isn't this exciting and all? oe Oh, I don’t know. The thrill wears off after 2 while, WREN: Aren't you going in? Jenwirer: I'dont think so. I think Til just wait out here until it’s over. he? He WREN: Not me! (Pause) He's so romantic, isn’t he! brought me the most beautiful roses this morning you've ever seen. I mean, he didn’t have to do that. Sweethearts, he said,Approaching Lavendar 218 because I was one. Isn’t that sweet? (No respons) I guess T better go in if I'm going, huh? Ook, I just love weddings, don't you? (No response) Well, I'll see you later then, I guess. We're’all going somewhere together. After, I mean, To cele, brate, So we'll have lots of time to chat and al. (Confidential) I just hope there's lots of champagne, don't you? And ske’s gone, Jennifer shakes her head. Pause. Abigail rashes in. Her appearance is slightly disheveled) ABIGAIL: Jen? Jenny? Oh gosh, I'm sorry sooner, but ihe traffic was. . . Are they in there Did you see he JENNIFER: Yes. ‘ABIGAIL: What's she look like? jennirer: [don't know. Healthier than the last one. ABIGAIL! Whew. The last one looked transparent. JENNIFER: Well, she only lived eight weeks- ABIGAIL: Jenny! JENNIFER: ~ This one ruffles and pastels. She probal Paper doilies. ABIGAIL: | (Abruptly) Oh, nol I forgot to leave Brad a note aoe eee roll Hell Blow up the cna: something. I maybe better go home before he gets back. JENNIFER: (Amused) Oh God, Abby: ‘You never change, do you? : 3 bt “ASIGAtL: (Thinking) Well 1 joined a health . Jennirer: No, I "an oR? ini sake, and I expect Brad cn probably figure the foil ou 1 himself, now can't he? _ HF nowie ‘ 4. [just know what he'll do. ‘ABIGAIL: You don't know Brad. LUST ra sweaty I wasn't here Already? looks sort of extremely feminine. All bly serves boiled hot dogs 0” He had a golf game this morning = 7 the microwave and he and mean and ell hit the But 07 Oooo he wont won't look inside and he'll go 10 w hear the explosion and then bell come back and there. be ground beef on the ceiling and. Fa alba at the clul ee ' d off so if I leave nom.» « i ae a teed abigail), Uh-ub, Abby- Not this time, Abby, sit down. It be all right caicank ENG gear t fevntnen: “Yes iwi And anyhow 0) these things niin you'll be home before he hits v7 i an youl be hanne age, 1 goss (Pause) C281 7 it's your fault if the kitchen blows214 JULIE BECKETT CRUTCHER JENNIFER: Abby. ‘ABIGAIL: (Pause) How's Mom? JENNIFER: _In Chicago. syrGaiL: I know that. I mean, about all this, how is she? ennirer: I don’t think she’s losing any sleep over 1» Abby. ‘ABIGAIL: Well she should be. I mean, am. 1 1 what he said, exactly. , J Something like, “Hello, how are you, mH the church annuls our marriage?” ABIGAIL: Well, that’s just rude. gennirer: Are you kidding? For them tion breakthrough. ‘ABIGAIL: (Pause) Did you get one of those forms from the ace eS That long thing with all the questions about their marriage? JENNIFER: Yup. What'd you do? Filled it out. Sent it back. 7 Fen: Oh Jen, you didn’t. I mean, why? Its #9 Si locked at it and just threw it away and Brad said that’s ust ooket ould have done too. He just said that whether © third wife got to stay Catholic or not was none © «7 JENNIFER: Fourth, Dad's fourth wife. You forgot one. ‘ABIGAIL: I did? be able to go to the Lilac Festival ball tonight because (Begin- ning to cry) all knooow.Approaching Lavendar 217 JENNIFER: What will they know, Abby. What! ABIGAIL: ‘They'll know that Daddy . «theyll know he that he . . (Heavy sniffing at ths point) what he did. (Wren comes back up the hall) ABIGAIL: (She sees Wren) Oh, 10000. JENNIFER: Oh, God. (Abigail continues sobbing urs her back tothe hall, facing the wall) 1 least you'd think they'd dois lor down there and I just ‘a big achievement) But this door, don't 1? WREN: (To Jennifer) Well, th label the loo. bet I opened every thought I wouldn’t make it. (As f it mere I did! (Looks closely at the clased door) 1 go in (Indicating Abigail) Is she upset? JENNIFER: I don’t know. I expect 80. WREN: Did someone hurt her? Z JENWITER ‘She's emotionally overwrought thitk Fx the moment WREN: Oh. . . I know what you ‘mean. to some people. Theyre so nice. You k flowers everywhere and dresses and hats ant zillions and cry everytime. Forever. God, Tm ie The drop of a pin and I get all choked UP JeNnirer: Amazing. WREN: —(Confidentially) Sometimes even, when who they are! (Pause. No response) W Boor et up later. i's downstairs, eumn right and three C7 singin four maybe. . .on the, uh. «(Tumse Oe the hall). left, Lthink, Or the sg he door, enters, closes it behind her. SH ABIGAIL: | (Slowly turning around) YOU talked to het! Jenniven: Well of course [talked 10 het 10 talk to he ABIGAIL: Well, I'm not going il, sometimes ] ri JENNIFER: I swear, Abigail, split-level Cape Cod is seriously em asrcam: Colonial. JenntreR: What? feats Its Coton ‘ake Colonials splitlevel- Sea JENNIFER: You're right.218 JULIE BECKETT CRUTCHER yennireR: Thanks for the warning, Abby. ‘ABIGAIL: (Pause, The dust settles. Softer) Can you honestly tell me that it doesn’t bother you? JENNIFER: It doesn’t bother me. I don't know a low-boy from a Lazy-Boy and so far it hasn't hurt me any. apicaiL: Not that. I mean Lavendar's age. Doesn't that bother yor JENNIFER: What about her age? I told you she was healthy. But you didn’t tell me why she was healthy. All [ meant, Abigail, was that at least she doesn’t have one foot in the grave. ABIGAIL: Well, not her grave. Maybe his grave. JENNIFER: Abigail. Look me straight in the eyes and tell me you're not drunk. ei ABIGAIL: Don't you see what she wants? His money! She should be in jail. Oh Jenny, we have to do something. JENNIFER: "I really don’t think we can do anything, Abigail Nor that we'd have cause to do anything. Why don’t we just sit here like the polite girls we are and when it’s over, they'll tell us, and we can all go and have a nice lunch. You and me, Dad and Lavendar, and Lavendar'’s adrenally over-active Daughter! JENNIFER: That's right, Abigail. Her daughter. That ter- minal debutante who whizzed past us en route to what she Teferred to as the “loo.” (Pause) It means bathroom. ABIGAIL: That's not Lavendar? JENNIFER: No, Abby. Lavendar is busy in there staying Catholic while marrying Dad . . . who doesn’t much care about being Catholic except in as much as Lavendar is and ‘ants to go to heaven, which she can now do since the church conveniently obliterated history. Think how much simpler’ everything would have been if Mom had just died like the others. (Pause) Sorry. asicart: What's her name? JennireR: Whose name? ‘ABIGAIL: ‘The one who's not Lavendar, that I thought was. JENNIFER: You seriously thought that was Lavendar? . " Well, she came out of there, didn’t she? And you ‘was in there. What was I sup)Approaching Lavendar 219 ABIGAIL: I don’t know. I guess ‘cause I got married so young and moved to the suburbs. And I read a lot. JENNIFER: Maybe it's just what you read that's the prob- lem. (Pause) Her name is Wren. ABIGAIL: Wren? Well, it's. . . not like Linda or Susan. (Pause) She’s awfully pretty, isn't she? JENNIFER: I guess. If you like that sort of look. ABIGAIL: I think most peopl like that sort of look, dont you? JENNIFER: _No. ‘ABIGAIL: Jenny? Why do we only get pretty sisters? Why don’t we ever get ugly ones? I'm sick of pretty sisters that make me feel like no matter if [only ate grapefruit for a year Td still never have a body like theirs. JENNIFER: Would you want a body like he AB Well, no. Not really. Well, maybe af I wanted to, I could. JENNIFER: She probably gets it wrapped twice a week. ‘ABIGAN: Do you think Lavendar willl make Dac oe ed in being JENNIFER: I doubt Wren’s real interested. if adopted. I met her three weeks ago at some chariy bal hat Moin dragged me to because she didn't wantto £00) Fert She's a little like Mom, you know? Scary though sh i the same ability co completely block out realy and live" moment. Mom’s problem is that her moments are Sere farther berwees-"Wren's probless that «be RGIS {' moments, Aad most of them not during daylight Row ABIGAIL! Well she's pretty young, yet sn" she JENNIFER: Poor excuse upittcan.: | Well yes But you don'tknow. Lots of gti 870 P Tate. Look at MaryBeth. , JENNIFER: Abigal. Have you talked 10 MaryBeth? Re- Abby? sometimes, oF J in avocado pulp cl adopt cently? ABIGAIL: ~Two months ago- Jennirer: And what did she S27? Rents ‘ABIGAIL: She said she couldn't ak {9 gags they, wore about to cut ofF ber elect) Ps ute se "t paid were, aipecase they set ittoan Od $30 she never got it, but it was okay beste, pace smelled like eat urine and she was moving £7 i sel ike eax wing and ate Meads ec220 JULIE BECKETT CRUTCHER to her so she could buy some milk for the cat. That was the last I heard from her. A JENNIFER: How much did you send her this time, Abigail asicaiL: Two-hundred and fifty. JenntreR: For the cat? ABIGAIL: Well, she sounded so lonely . « and confused. JeNNiFER: MaryBeth is lonely and lost and confused. MaryBeth thrives on confusion. If she ever got her life in order nobody would feel sorry for her anymore and then she'd really be confused. ABIGAIL: I don't think this is a very nice discussion. JENNIFER: Well, no. You wouldn't. But it’s true, Abby- MaryBeth should either get married or get a job so she has somewhere to go at nine o'clock every morning. asicait: She has a job. What as? She works with orphans. Twice a week at least. And what does she do with these orphans? Plays with them. Helps them understand how «and lost. . + I rest my case. Well you don’t have a job. T'min law school. That's different. Well J don't have a job. You're married. That's different too. Being married isn’t a job. But being married to Brad is. 4 Well, no it’s not. I mean, it’s a lot ie ver err tired and the house is pretty big, t00, s have to clean and do the Taundry but its not a job job. Tes a . well, it’s just my life, is all, 1 guess. ida (Che door fens and Wren emerges, looking none the worse for ime she’s spent in the chambers. Her dazed expression turns 0 4 smile as she sees Jennifer and Abigail) wane Hi ogaint JENNIFER; 4 ‘They sent me out. For a little while. I think I was “Wren: talking too much. The Monsi a JENNIRER: "Hows it going in there?Approaching Lavendar 221 Abigail, who bristles but doesn’t elp at “Dad”) Oh, Vm so gauche! We haven't met. You were upset before so I didn't may disturb you. I'm Wren. (Offering her hand to Abigail, who isn’ quite sure whether she wants to take it or nol) JENNIFER: This is Abigail, Wren. (No response) Abby, shake Wren’s hand. : ABIGAIL: (Taking Wren’s hand) How old are you! JENNIFER: Abby! : ae WREN: I just turned twenty-one. Do you believe it? ABIGAIL: No. JENNIFER: Yes. om WREN: I just came out two years ag0- pie pean er ‘Came out of what? . . « Sorry, T didn’t know they still did that. ¢ ue WREN: Oh, they do! You're so funny. Wee wi Dae a He said you always made everybody laugh, even Tent py wasn't always funny. Well, I don't know what he meant that part. ABIGAIL: Dad? 3 i ti WREN: Yeah, ‘Your dad said why don't I call him Dad. Isn’ : ot mi that sweet? I started today, even though Ot il Tim ot et, I know, but. . . well, it’s kinda wen ; ei to it yet bat |, I didn't want to hurt his feelings oF anything. anton (Pause) I think I have to go home now. ABIGAIL: Jenniven: (Warning) Abby. 1. green and if I ‘ABIGAIL! Brad will be on the third to last greee ie leave now, I can get back and pretend that I never cam and everything will be all right ¥ ABIGAIL: We're Oh, that’s all ri Oops. L alm222 JULIE BECKETT CRUTCHER Pretty bad. They said to tell you, though, that he called. JENNIFER: What, Abby, what? aBIGAnL: (Pause) I threw out his goldfish. 5 WREN: Doesn't David Bowie do something with goldfish? Jennirer: You threw out his goldfish? What'd you do? Flush them down the toilet? ABIGAIL: How'd you know that, how I did it? He eats them or something. Yuck. a : You took his goldfish out of the bowl and /lushe ABIGAML: Not the bowl. The bag. sae WREN: I mean, I think that’s pretty gross, don’t you? JENNIFER: He keeps goldfish in a bag? Yeah, you know, you buy them that way. In those little bags. For ninety-nine cents each? Jennirer: Not live goldfish: WREN: Kinda like crackers, right? Fi abiGatL: You know. Pizza and Parmesan and Pretzel an Cheddar. JENNIFER: Abby, why did you flush Brad’s goldfish down the toilet? (No response) That’s a pretty ineffectual way of ex Pressing anger, Abby. ABIGAIL: Well, I threw out some other stuff too! ie WREN: You didn’t just walk out and all? That’s what I di ‘once, only I came back because I couldn't start the car. AbicamL: I threw out the spoon-size shredded wheat, an that kind of bread he likes that makes you have heart attacks. (Pause) And that’s why he called. JENNIFER: Abby, why were you mad at Brad? Because. JENNIFER: Because why? geata. Because of what he said about my family an ses him and how I couldn't come here today: JENNIFER: He's a jerk, Abby. ABIGAIL: He is not a jerk. i jae Abigail, Brad does not know what’s right for + But he does, Jenny.Approaching Lavendar 928 WREN: Once I threw a piece of chateaubriand at this guy 1 was with in Zelda’s, in front of his agent and everything. Or maybe his editor JENNIFER: (Pause) That's very interesting, Wren: (Pause) Oh, Abby. I thought you were better. ABIGAIG. Oh, Lam better. Before if I got mad, Pd just try to pretend I wasn't and maybe buy a new chair or magazine or something, so this is better Jenniren. But how's Brad gonna know you're angry ifyou don’t tell him? AsiGat: But I did tell him, didn’t E __ JENNIFER: Abby, you threw out the contents of the pantry That isn’t telling him. WREN: Well, in a way, thatis. AbiGarL: You see, Jenny, In a way that is Jevnvta: But for God's sake, Abby. If you had throw something out, why didn’t you throw out something that mat- tered? ¥ Aprcart: His goldfish matter. ead Oh yeah, they are terrifically vital able. Big deal! He. Big deal! 1 mean, arent you afraid hell real ripped? I mean, I would be, if someone Gid that to me. Even accidentally, I would be. Wouldn't your ABIGAIL: ybe . . - I don't exactly know, but. + ++ syeah.. . . [guess s0. “ieeae ioe Pecan He eee CEO He gets up. right, and you're gone and all. and he goes for the Cereal but it's not there so he figures maybe you just forgot ie buy it or something, so he decides hhave some toast instead, maybe. . . So he goes for the sap be that’s gone (00+ + + JENNI ‘t think you're helping. ; Jexsaren: Tom thi Pea el get someting the way to wherever, you know, ‘coffee and. . «so he goes (0 the bathroom to get ready - » SeNirea “This doesn't concer YOU WT, a netiftsthe WREN: . . This dossyoes to, well you know, and i ifs the ce and he looks down and tn ne ae pizza gold- h floating in the bow. . «obits . (The image does it, and Abi nl eee nan ing afer Nar an crackers inthe CONG and irreplace- no224 JULIE BECKETT CRUTCHER I mean, I would, wouldn't you? (Pause. Realizing it’s futile, Jennifer returns) Where do you think she’s going? JENNIFER: Well, I don’t think she’s heading home. ‘WREN: Prob’ly the loo. You know, when I threw, that cha- teaubriand at Ryan, in Zelda's, that guy I was with? . « . he didn't call for two whole days. | mean, I thought it was pretty funny. Everybody else laughed. It was this benefit number they were doing there. . . Save the Trees or Save the Seals or something. JENNIFER: Wren, I think maybe it would be best if. . - : (Oblivious) 1 forget now. All those people were SO Lin, acting dignified and all. It wasn't much of a party, if you want to know the truth. JENNIFER: It was Save the Children. F wren: Yeah? Well, I knew it was Save the something. (Pause as she realizes) Oh no! You were there? You saw me trash Ryan? JENNIFER: I was there, yes. WREN: Well, didn’t you think it was funny? JENNIFER: We were introduced, remember? I left before you started tossing meat. WREN: We met there? Are you sure? Oh, gosh. Am I em= barrassed. I do a zillion charities and all. Do you remember if I was wearing red or navy? Sometimes I can hook into it if I can focus on the dress, JENNIFER: Wren? I know this may have eluded you, but my sister appears to be slightly upset. I don’t think she's quite up to dealing with strangers right now and frankly, I don't believe this incident need concern anyone but the immediate family. wren: But I am immediate family. JENNIFER: Not yet, you're not. WREN: Well, practically, I am. JENNIFER: Wren, Abigail is my sister. WREN: She's my’sister, too! 2 JENNIFER: Yes, well, that's true. She'll soon be your stepsis: ‘il be your stepsister, and we'll all be stepsisters. But are different from real sisters. Now I'm sure ooApproaching Lavendar 225 JENNIFER: Oh. (Pause) Well then, I'll explain what its like. You see, brothers and sisters . . . and especially sisters, I think... share many things when they grow up. Especially if they come from broken homes, which Abigail and I do. She's only eleven months older than I am, so we were very close. (Pause) Now. Divorces can be very nasty sometimes, and this fone was, and as a result Abigail and I came to understand each other, you see? (Pause) And Abby is realy very shy and extremely sensitive, so when something happens, like it just did, then I have to help her. And it would be easier for her if you weren't here WREN: (Pause) Why do you talk to me that way? JENNIFER: What way? WREN: | Like you did just then. Like I was ten years old or something, JENNIFER: (Mock sincerity in her tone) Did 1? Vm sorry. 1 ( didn’t mean to. Wren: You do that alot. Talk to people that way: (Pause) You think I'm a real flake, don’t you? yennurer: No. I don' think that. WREN: Well then, you don't approve of Do you? ewntreR: Look, Wren, is not that simple. There'sa lot of inherent tension here and. « "3 "WREN: No. It's not just that. Its something else You didn’t like me from the moment you met Me ENNIFER: But you don’t remember meeting Me. Wann: Now Ido. donow. And I remember thinking that you were, you know . «prety cold, just like all the rest of those people. ( fenieet Well, the situation wasn't exactly conducive to congenial chitchat. (i 'WREN: You were trying to be cooler and more above a than they were even. Is the same story evety BAM women dort like me because Im young and rich and Pret), and the men keep trying to kiss me when they dance with me, les disgusting. And you were right there with them, looking lisapproving and all. JENNIPER! a (Hears Abigail. coming back down a hall) Look, Wren, I don't think this is really doing either o bi So why don't you just scoot back in there like © 0 og see if you can’t hurry the nuptials ‘along and I'll stay a ve canal go have a pleasant me, or something. have my talk with Abby and the226 JULIE BECKETT CRUTCHER lunch somewhere and after that, we'll only have to see each other once a year, and everything will be just fine and pain- less, like it’s supposed to be. (Abigail is suddenly behind them) ABIGAIL: I couldn't find the powder room. So I went across the street to the church, but there wasn't one there « «= so I sat in the back for a while, where it was still. And then T came back. JENNIFER: Good girl, Abby. ‘ABIGAIL: I’m sorry I left like that. It wasn't very polite, not to say “excuse me.” : JENNIFER: It's okay. I'm sure Wren didn't take any of fense. Did you, Wren? (No response) Well. So. Here we all are Wren was just about to go back in there and see if she could hurry them along. Weren't you, Wren? WREN: No. JENNIFER: I see. Okay. Well, then. (Pause) Well, then. AC: tually, Abby, I was trying to explain to Wren about being sisters and how, sometimes, you can only talk to me about things. I was explaining bonding, in my fashion, and Wren was telling me how she was an only child so she didn’t grasP the concept. Exactly. Essentially. = WREN! | No I wasn't. I was telling you that I didn't like you because you pretend not to be something that you really ar, and because you talk to me like I’m stupid. I know lots of yw what? You le who have di ed knot people who have divorced parents, and you kn ae all have the same attitude and you all use it as an excus not having any friends. JENNIFER: (Pause) You sure shoot straight when you shoot, don’t you? wren: Yes. " ABIGAIL: Maybe I should go to the bathroom again? te. SNo, damn it, Abigail, you just sit right there and yourself. ‘ WEN, You see? You just did it. Right then, ordering her around like that and all.| Approaching Lavendar 227 | | JENNIFER: I don’t hate anybody, for God's sake. ? (Pause) 1 think maybe you do, Jenny. JENNIFER: Just what the hell i that supposed 0 mean? Well, Just that you always say you dont fast hat indicates deep-rooted « « « ysis with me, Abigail. T Pay ABIGAII ABIGAL you you know, and in most cases JENNIFER: Don't play anal someone to do that. poaee I know you do, and f'm nov really, but JENNIFER: What, Abigail, what? Sey You do. Hate some people. 4c ENNITER: (Calms) All right, Abby: ¥ ABIGAIL: Well, me, a little, because J got marnie was safer. JENNIFER: No, Abby. You'd probably keto think that, but I could easily have. . ‘snd Dad, I think, because hi re so smart. You id where it ‘e walked out and ABIGAL didn’t tell us. ‘ gewnaren: 1 felt anger ¥6 initially, but 1 forgave bi and. wABiGait: And Wren, because she's right WREN: Well, I don’t know. about - icized JENNIFER: Wren was merely repeating ® such publicize generalization which hasn't proven true in. ++ ‘pica: And Tommy and ‘MaryBeth because they mor younger, but mostly Mom because She agreed to the annuh ment and made you an orphan, JENNIFER? wah rising ‘htensiD) That is absurd, Abiga # ih dat fone, Ite dead ATT godt aoe moot point. We've been orphan: 1¢ day Dad Jet nt you khowr it, because you were there and damn near feren't for E+ > * But I did go nuts, Jenny: nuts because of it and if it w ABIGAL Jennirer: You did not JENNIFER: 1 did. And YOU TI me jennie: (Nearing tear) StoP “Abigail ‘ABIGAIL: 1 now: JENNIFER:228 JULIE BECKETT CRUTCHER Especially at my parents’ weddings. a ‘That's not true, Jenny. You cried at one of Mom's weddings. ; JENNIFER: That's because she was marrying a real jerk- (Pause. Abigail shoots a look at Jennifer) WrEN: What it like, having a stepfather? JENNIFER: Oh, it’s okay. Pretty strange at first though. Just don’t let Dad play you against your mother. wren: Do they do that? JENNIFER: Not always. One of our's did all the time, but he didn’t last long. aBiGatL: Yeah, He left after Tommy barfed all over the inside of his Mercedes. wren: Oh, how gross! ABIGAIL: Well, he didn’t mean to or anything. WREN: (Pause) I guess you'll come to my house for Christ mas now, huh? i JENNIFER: Well, Dad likes to spend Christmas with his chil- dren. Just wait until he hauls out the flea-bitten old Santa suit and pretends that we're all still in grade school. ABIGAIL: Oh, it's nuts at Christmas. You have to start make ing place cards in October, and you never have the right number anyhow. : JENNIFER: But it’s fun, in its way. (Pause) He's basically 4 nice man, Wren. Really. (She suddenly jumps up) Oh, my God. think I heard a chair move in there. WREN: Boe BER oc ce ah out ABIGAIL: (Jumping up) Real re they really cor (Moves to door and puss her car aguint st) Oh gosh - » -they are- Bebe eoyiellonWost do vedo? 8 as of WREN: (Fumbling in her purse) Here. 1 brought a bat rice. We'll throw it at them ores they come out, okay? It'll be just like they're newlyweds and all. eds. i ice too, but all we had was racked eat staf that Brad keeps around be- e thinks i ‘him regular. And I thought maybe it bbe very nice to th So I just flushed itApproaching Lavendar 229 (There is a moment of silence as all three prepare to hurl rice. An expectant, brief pause) ABIGAIL: (Whisper) Jenny? (Pause) Jenny, 1 gotta ask some- thing. JENNIFER: What, Abby, what? ‘ABIGAIL: Well, I might be wi thing, but isn’t rice the symbol fo WREN: (As the door begins to open) Here th body. Start throwing, Start throwing. JENNIFER: Oh my God! Don't thro rong about this and every- fertility or something? hey come, every that! Wren, don't (Che lights snap to black) The End