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Personal Narrative: The Wingfield Assisted Living Home In The Day Room

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Scene I: The Wingfield Assisted Living Home in the day room. A group of elderly people sit around a variety of tables. A television is blaring “The Edge of Night” re-runs. A group of women are clustered around the TV in their wheelchairs. A group of men sit to the right of stage playing dominoes. In the center of the room is a table with two elderly women. On the table is a silk scarf with a deck of tarot cards inside. As the curtain rises, the audience sees the clustered group. One woman at the center scoots her chair backwards and latches onto her walker and walks across the stage.
Minerva: I read cards. I don’t tell the future, but I show them the possibility of what can happen. They can change, but the cards don’t lie. I been …show more content…

Mary: How about that cross you do?
Minerva: My favorite. Same center card for you? Queen of Hearts?
Mary: Same-same.
Minerva unknots the tie of the deck and spreads the cards on the table until she finds the Queen of Hearts. Shuffles. Holds the deck out to Mary to cut the cards. Mary cuts three times. Minerva lays the Queen of Hearts in the center then lays out one card to the left, right, above, below the Queen of Hearts and 5 cards down the right side. Mary and Minerva lean into the cards on the table.
Minerva: Look like you comin’ into some money soon brought to you by a handsome young Jack of Diamonds. But that money he bringin’ is dirty money. He’s powerful hungry, too. He wants something from you; maybe even your life. This card here (Minerva taps the reversed three of swords) this is trouble; a big, heap of trouble; but not for you. He in some deep soul trouble and he need you to make it right. He give you money, but he need sumpin else.

Mary: Well, what he need? Is that all? Minerva, I ain’tgivin you a dollar so you can let me dangle like a worm on a hook. What else it say?
Minerva: He need help. He need you help, Mary. I can’t see no …show more content…

(closed like a trap). I jus’ ain’tfeelin’ good. Aches and pains; pains and aches. Same-same all d’time.
Minerva: He comin’ back?
Mary: When he come; he come. That all.
Minerva: He comin’, Mary. He comin’. On’y dis time he in real trouble.
Mary: Jus’ keep it to youself. I don’ wanna hear it no mo’e.
Minerva: Touble brewing, Mary. I jus’ don’ wan’ you hurt. You my bes’ friend I got in here. I’m prayin’ for you. Deep prayer for you.
Mary: Jus’ let me be. It fine; real fine.

(A loud gunshot goes off back stage. Everyone screams. Loudspeaker: Lock down. Lock down. Everyone scrambles off stage. Lights dim.

Scene 5 Wingfield assisted living home. Same day room. Same tv. Minerva and Mary in the center. Men at table playing dominoes to right.

Minerva: Mary, I’m so sorry, honey. I am so sorry. Words jus’ ain’tenuf.
Mary: (Looks up from the table bleary eyed; she’s been crying.) I jus’ don’ unerstan’. That’s all. Why did they have to shoot him? He jus’ a boy. He not even 20. It my fault. I give him those pills. I the one shoulda die; not him.
Minerva: Mary, he a big man. He make his own decisions. You didn’ know.
Mary: I did know. I killed that boy. Lawd, forgive me. I killed my

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