Monday, August 20, 2012

"Aunt Berthe's Secret" by Westward Ho

MOTHER
Sally, it’s time you learned the awful truth.

            (SALLY coughs on her scone.)

SALLY
What truth?

MOTHER
The antonym of falsehood.

SALLY
Not what’s truth, but what truth---?

MOTHER
About your aunt Berthe.

SALLY
She was like a mother to me, when you were in the institution.  Is there a secret behind her death?

MOTHER
Is there ever, Sally.  I suppose you know how she died---

SALLY
Suicide.

MOTHER
            (Simultaneous with her daughter)
Suicide.
            (Disconcerted pause)
Well, I guess you knew.

SALLY
I figured, with the family history and all your attempts---

MOTHER
We’re not---

SALLY
Really, it would be more remarkable if she didn’t commit suicide.  Why, you’re doing it right now.

MOTHER
I am simply cutting my scone---

SALLY
So what’s the secret?

MOTHER
It’s not that she killed herself, but how she did it.

SALLY
Pills?

            (MOTHER stares incredulously.  She blinks.)

MOTHER
Pills?  Would I mention it if it were pills?  No; much more shocking.  You’ll never think of her the same.

SALLY
Well, tell me---

MOTHER
An oriental rug.

SALLY
What?

MOTHER
An oriental rug.

SALLY
That doesn’t make---

MOTHER
She ate it.  She took a knife and fork and ate the whole damn thing.  Fibers expanded and burst her digestive tract.

SALLY
Oh, god---

MOTHER
When they found her, it was a pool of blood, with elegantly colored threads in the corners of her mouth.  And the remnant was hanging from her lips, as if she’d vomited it up.

SALLY
Oh, god.  I remember.

MOTHER
You what?

SALLY
I came in from playing.  I wanted an ice cream.  But she hadn’t died yet.  She looked up, and she croaked---

MOTHER
If I hadn’t been in the institution---

SALLY
I know.  I put it out of my mind, but . . .  Why did you bring it up?  Why would you expose me again, you loon?

MOTHER
Lately, you’ve been sleepwalking---

SALLY
Dr. Theos said---

MOTHER
Well, you’ve been sleepwalking.  I’ve seen you.

SALLY
Oh, god---

MOTHER
You come into my room; and---how do I say it?

SALLY
Oh, god.

MOTHER
You look . . . hungry for rug.

            (Dum dum dum---shocking music.)

            THE END.