My Health Care Worker Stole My Jewelry
The play was written about five years ago as a poem based on a conversation I had with my aging Aunt Dorothy. Some family members and friends will be having dinner at Edibles [704 University Ave.] before the performance starting about 6:15 pm. If you would like to join us, please call me [388-8695] so we can make appropriate reservations.
My Health Care Worker Stole My Jewelry
a two-page comedy by
Gary Lehmann
SETTING: the confined living room of a senior living center apartment
Mother and daughter sit across from each other in overstuffed chairs.
[Don’t rush delivery. Leave plenty of pauses between the lines.]
MOTHER: My health care worker stole my jewelry.
DAUGHTER: You need a safe.
MOTHER: Not any more.
DAUGHTER: I never see you wearing jewelry.
MOTHER: I don’t.
DAUGHTER: Why did you have it?
MOTHER: I just accumulated it over the years.
DAUGHTER: But if you don’t wear it....
MOTHER: [a little angrily] I might as well give it away. Is that what you mean?
DAUGHTER: Did you?
MOTHER: I can’t recall. [pause] I guess I did. My health care worker’s got it now.
DAUGHTER: Are you sure?
MOTHER: I haven’t seen her wearing it.
DAUGHTER: Does she ever wear jewelry?
MOTHER: Not that I know.
DAUGHTER: Still, if you don’t wear jewelry, and she doesn’t wear jewelry,
whoever has it, it’s in much the same place as it was before.
MOTHER: It’s not about wearing it; it’s about losing it.
DAUGHTER: Did you ever think about it when you had it?
MOTHER: No, not much, but I didn’t have to.
DAUGHTER: Still, now you think about it. Isn’t that better?
MOTHER: I suppose so. I don’t know.
DAUGHTER: Just forget about it then. [very long pause]
MOTHER: What?
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