Audiodrama: Single character
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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Tell Tale by Jeffrey Hatcher I've started to give Tessie advanced word of imminent deaths. Sometimes I get a warning. Hospital police. A friend in power last week. Bill. Good pastor tells me his wife March has a brain tumor. Bill thinks she may not last the week. March looks so old The last time she came here and Bill Bill still looks like Paul Newman on sheep gland injections. March is dying. The house is too big. Bill told me. I told Tessie, Unethical. Maybe it's a slippery slope. Passion is embracing lubricant. I love you. I love you. I love you. I'm up to 17 now. I'm starting to think that she knows I'm saying it, and that's why she doesn't turn. I have considered driving past her house at night. The light in the window, the nose pressed against the pain. But I have restrained myself. That way leads to madness. The padded cell, the perch in the book depository window. I am not like that. Why don't I just tell her what's the worst that could happen? Mockery, humiliation. Ah, howl of derision fathered by 20 years of averted glances. There should be some kind of safety net for these moments. Ah, magic shroud you could use You go up to the woman you say I've been meaning to tell you I love you If she says I love you too great, Fantastic. Everybody goes to the prom if she gets red in the face, takes her hand and says That's so flattering. You're such a friend. Then you say, Excuse me, but I have to lower the magic shroud now. And she forgets everything said to her in the last 30 seconds. You're such a friend. A knife in the heart.