her head.)
WAITRESS
I cannot think. No; not sick.
I must tell you what happened in the car to me today. I was driving for work; and a cat ran before the car. It was a yellow and gold cat. It came suddenly into the street. Maybe chasing a rabbit or another cat. But it ran fast and sudden.
I didn’t hit it, but another car did. It was a blue car, with a tag on the back that was a Christian thing---something read, “If heaven happens, this car will be empty because we will be in heaven.” I don’t know if they go to heaven, but the cat, I hope, does. They kept to driving, if you can believe it. They kept to driving.
I could not look. But then I did; and the cat was not dead. It was dragging its legs behind and making the loud meow. I said to myself, “Archaeopteryx, it is not a Christian thing---”
Yes, you know my name. Why is it new every time?
I said, “Archaeopteryx, it is not a Christian thing to leave the cat not dead and having pain.” And so I decided that I would run it with my car tire. And I did, or tried. I closed my eyes and prayed a prayer and went straight over. At least, I pray I did. I did not look. But I pray the cat died with the tire.
It is not a Christian thing to leave a creature like that. I hope the cat is in heaven.
(She looks to her sorting)
Hey, these pinks things had said they caused the cancer. Do they not cause the cancer no more?
(Looking up)
No; my stories are not all sad.
Sometimes sad. I don’t know.
THE END
