You loved me, you did. And you and your – your merry men – came and saved me. Then you established your rule, your right to the throne recognized. I became your wife.
I said and you became queen.
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She said who can take this from us?
Hm?
She said who can deny us?
I said no one; we’re alone.
Yes, we’re alone; no one can lay a dirty finger on us.
No.
These people on the outside – they all have unclean hands.
They’re all bastards.
They hate us.
They do – but why?
She said they don’t understand that’s why.
No, they don’t.
They don’t understand dreams.
They hate us.
They bite us.
They file complaints.
They snicker.
They pass judgments.
She said no one will ever comprehend our life.
No.
And do you love me?
God, yes.
We’ll fly away.
Away.
To a never-never…
I fell asleep with her there, Cynthia, asleep on Isabelle’s Momma’s bed and the sheets stained with her new womanhood. I had this dream, too. The dream had two parts. In the first, Margo came home with some man, and seeing us in her bed, she freaked out. The man was worse. He had plans. He had a gun and he shot all of us. We were on the floor, bleeding with bullet wounds. Margo dead, Isabelle crawling to me, crying. In the other part of the dream, Margo came home, and she was alone, and Isabelle and I had to run, run away together, with my car, the law after me, and we drove through Amerika: fugitives.
She said don’t drive so fast.
I said we have to.
It scares me.
Are you afraid of cars?
No. Yes.
I know cars. Don’t worry.
But do we need to drive so
Yes.
I’m scared, honey.
Don’t be.
She said we’re out in the
I won’t let them take you.
What we left behind…
We’re starting over.
Will we be happy?
We will.
She said this room makes me nervous.
Hush.
I just feel…
I said what?
Michael?
Come here, hug me.
She asked are you happy?
I said you’re with me; how could I not be happy?
We have this: us.
It is ours.
No one can touch it or hurt it.
We should go – go all over Amerika.
She said we need to go where dreams are made; where the sun is always out and there is no rain.
She said all this driving is gettin’ to me.
I said we’ve seen a lot of Amerika.
She said we could have driven all over Europe.
We’re almost there.
To our life?
Just like we dreamed.
She said I hate all this runnin’.
I said we have to run. What do you think they’ll do if they found us?
She said I don’t want to think about that.
No.
She said how much time do we have left in this play?
Not much.
She said we’re here.
I said yes.
She said this is it.
I said yes.
She said we are married.
I said yes.
She said we are safe.
I said yes.
She said we’re gonna have a baby.
I said a child; my child; I always wanted a child; your child; ours.
Feel her, here. Feel her.
Her?
Her.
How do you know it’s a girl?
She said I just know. And she’ll be happy. We’ll all be happy: together. Never have to worry about a thing in the world – food or money or rapists or killers. My baby will know her daddy. All my babies will know their daddy. We’ll have a house. The house will be clean. We’ll have cars. Credit cards. VCRs. We’ll go to operas and art galleries. We’ll fly to Europe.
