“True story! Can you believe it? Some History Major right?” She says the last bit into the glass, literally into the glass because Caroline is drinking from the oversized wineglass I gave her ten years ago for our anniversary. The big bowled goblet is part of the problem because it forces a big pour. Caroline has always protested when served wine in a European style tumbler, “Darlin’ I’m from the land of supersize me, y’all better fill her up.” She doesn’t have an accent anymore but puts it on for effect. Of course she’s good at that, it’s her job. Bring the scene to life! But now that there are fewer scenes coming her way she performs the same dinner party patter in repertory.
“Yes, terrible memory for dates. Dreadful. But the speeches just locked into my cells.” She taps the glass to her temple, her wink slowing into a blink.
8 min on the F train, 5.15.14
prompt sourced from Vanya and Sonia and Masha and Spike by Christopher Durang
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