Monologue in Prison Meeting Room Essay

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Monologue in Prison Meeting Room

Young woman is sitting on a plastic chair behind a table.

Its one of those ‘I hate to say I told you so’ situations. I know, you
warned me about him. You warned me about him till you were blue in the
face. But, you know, in some ways that made it all the more exciting,
gave him some mystery. You were the one who introduced him to me, the
night we went to The Fleece and Furkin, to watch King Adora. You
remember? He bought me a vodka and orange, and he called it a
screwdriver. I’d never heard it called a screwdriver before. And he
was so charming. You thought it too, you thought he was charming.
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I didn’t, and you knew it. Everyone else seemed
insignificant compared to him. And I guess it was about October that
you and Paul started seeing each other. That was great. You were so
happy and you were staying at Paul’s every Wednesday and sometimes at
the weekend as well. And when you were away, he would stay at ours. I
adored him, I really did. It got so intense. And I just wanted to tell
you, all the things we did together. You’d tell me about Paul, and
about Derby. I just wanted to spill. God, so much. Did you know I was
hiding something? Every now and then I think you did.


It was at least 5 months, we were together whenever when you were
away. I knew I should have told you. And then he suggested we go away,
just the two of us. Leave the stack of essays and warm beers.
Amsterdam. Not go far, stay in Europe, and I felt so comfortable with
him. I didn’t really see anything but him. It was infatuation by the


(Laughs) And don’t you remember…you must remember. We went into the
centre of town, we went shopping. I didn’t go out that week, not even
on Friday, just so I had a bit of money saved up. I ate cuppa soups
and egg noodles just so I had some money to get something special. We
went into town, to the little shop, the one run by the beautiful old
woman. If only we…

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