THAT DAY
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by  

Craig Abernethy

Copyright 2006

Cast of Characters

Toby:        Mid 20s to mid 30s, jeans, shirt worn tails out, sport jacket, running shoes.

Kirsten:     About the same age as Toby, skirt, blouse, sweater, flats.

SETTING:     Two places where Kirsten and Toby can tell their stories. (A bare stage filled
with the private moments of two people five years later.) It is Winter 2006.

NOTE:        Only Kirsten’s and Toby’s lines
in Italics are directed to each other. All
other lines are spoken to an unseen “other” person (or persons) known by each of them in,
or behind, the audience.

AT RISE:     Lights up slowly on Kirsten Stage Center Right and Toby Stage Center Left.
Toby begins when lights are full.

TOBY
Sometimes I wonder about her…

KIRSTEN
(Shaken)
“How could you show that to me!?”

TOBY
Sometimes.

KIRSTEN
“I’ve got to go.”

TOBY
And she was gone. I remember that day, but “The Day?” If I try.

KIRSTEN
We’d been on a few dates. I really liked him, and then it happened… just bad timing.
Sometimes I wonder about him. Sometimes.

TOBY
I don’t really remember “The Day” too much. I know where I was…

KIRSTEN
I saw it on TV. I know what I did, but…

KIRSTEN and TOBY
(Simultaneously)
I guess I just don’t think about it that much.

KIRSTEN
But now when I see a high-heeled shoe…

TOBY
Was it red? I’m not sure.

KIRSTEN
I really liked him… it was only a few dates.

TOBY
I wasn’t sure it was such a good idea to call, but… if I didn’t call and it turned out she
wanted to go? I liked her… we’d only been out on…

KIRSTEN
A few dates… he was sweet.

TOBY
I’d read about the exhibit…
(Mimes using cell phone)
It’s a show of different photos from… when it happened… firefighters, the city. I don’t
know if you,… you know…

KIRSTEN
(Mimes using cell phone)
Traveling all over the country?

TOBY
Yeah. Look,… if you don’t want to go, that’s cool… I just sort
of… I’m going, and…

KIRSTEN
Of course.

TOBY
Out of respect, I guess.

KIRSTEN
Sure. We’ll go.

TOBY
(Off phone)
I felt obligated… I felt I had to.

KIRSTEN
(Off phone)
I felt like I should go. Out of respect.

TOBY
I wasn’t so sure… asking her. We went.

KIRSTEN
I wasn’t so sure about going. I didn’t really think it through. It was… I was so emotional,
I guess. Still am, maybe… sometimes.

(Walking arm-in-arm as if “looking” at photographs suspended above eye level)

TOBY
They’re totally in shock.

KIRSTEN
Amazing.

TOBY
Brave, and scared.

KIRSTEN
Devastated.

TOBY
(To his “other” person/s)
The people. The place.

KIRSTEN
Devastated. The people. The Trade Center.

TOBY
The people in the gallery: devastated.

KIRSTEN
In a sense it was the most moving art I’ve ever seen. Totally real, random journalism, yet…
art. Every photo totally personal, the images… It was overwhelmingly moving. It was too
much… a gallery of truth and raw emotion for anyone to see, as if the Louvre and the Met,
El Prado… all the great ones… emptied of their best depictions of people hurting. Blank
faces, loss, fear,… it was so powerful, so… I hurt.

TOBY
And then I saw the high-heeled shoe. And in the shoe…

KIRSTEN
I might have missed it, but…

TOBY
I didn’t see it at first…

KIRSTEN
It was so powerful but I had a sense of detachment, I guess. Using “the artist’s eye” or
something like that. I was overpowered, of course. The terror of it: more “Guernica” than
“Guernica.”

TOBY
She was white.

KIRSTEN
More “Third of May” than…

TOBY
I don’t know what kind of white, but…

KIRSTEN
Looking back… it was… I was handling it as best I could.

TOBY
She wasn’t from Senegal or Thailand or… she was…

KIRSTEN
I liked him. And I was glad he asked me. I don’t know if I’d’ve gone otherwise. I was
handling it.

TOBY
Sometimes I wonder about her. What did she have planned for later? Did they ever find the
rest of her? Do they know…? Can they know who?

KIRSTEN
We were walking along. Looking. I was relaxing some.

TOBY
I needed to be there.

KIRSTEN
I’m glad I went.

TOBY
But the… there it was. Her foot, her ankle… That’s all. Covered in ash. Her shoe. I want to
say it was red,…
(To Kirsten)
Look at that.

KIRSTEN
Huh?

TOBY
There.

KIRSTEN
(Looks where he is “looking”)
A high-heeled shoe, alone,… amazing.

TOBY
Look in the shoe.

KIRSTEN
(Startled, afraid, loud)
Oh my God! She’s… oh… God!

TOBY
Kirsten? Kirsten!

KIRSTEN
(Shaken)
Oh God. How could you show that to me? She… It’s alone!

TOBY
Please, it’s… I…

(End of Sample)

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