The Husband and The Wife, in their final appearance.
THE HUSBAND
When we got married…
THE WIFE
… I told his mother I had no intention of having children…
THE HUSBAND
… and my mother said, “well, what kind of marriage…
THE WIFE
… is one without children?” I told her she was being ridiculous.
THE HUSBAND
We wanted this marriage to be about just the two of us.
THE WIFE
“Marriage is about making a family,” she said.
THE HUSBAND
I didn’t mind at first.
THE WIFE
We are a family unto ourselves.
THE HUSBAND
At first, I didn’t think we’d need anything else.
THE WIFE
Children complicate things.
THE HUSBAND
Because when you find the person you love…
THE WIFE
We can build a world just the two of us.
THE HUSBAND
… shouldn’t they be enough? Shouldn’t they complete a life?
THE WIFE
Children can distract you from each other.
THE HUSBAND
But I look at her sometimes…
THE WIFE
I catch his eye sometimes…
THE HUSBAND
And a voice in my head says, “she’s not enough.”
THE WIFE
This sort of blank look.
THE HUSBAND
It vanishes in a second, of course.
THE WIFE
Then it’s gone and we go back to bills or dishes…
THE HUSBAND
But for a second…
THE WIFE
… or laundry
THE HUSBAND
I regret everything.
THE WIFE
When I kiss him sometimes, there’s a space. Even though we’re touching, there’s a space I can’t seem to cross.
Silence. The lights go down.
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Whats going on behind these husband and wife plays? they are very good, very interesting...just curious as to what inspired you to write them? i like this...again how no matter what, relationships will never be perfect, people change daily in little tid bits at a time, till it adds up to a whole. i like em. sad to see this is their final moment.
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