Part of your initiation, was it? /

  JEN

  and I've been here ever since.

  PHIL

  Why didn't you move on? Why didn't you find someone else after your husband left.

  JEN

  It wasn't that I couldn't. If I were on my own, then I would have. But when you've got children it's not that easy, nor even that desirable. And the longer you take no action the easier it is to accept your situation.

  (beat)

  I assume that your children don't live with you?

  PHIL

  Correct.

  (pause)

  Tea?

  JEN

  Yes.

  (Phil tops-up Jen's mug)

  PHIL

  One sugar?

  JEN

  Good guess.

  PHIL

  Any regrets?

  JEN

  Should have persevered with the sweeteners.

  (pause)

  Wiser people than me would say that it's as a result of everything that happens to you that you are who you are today, and if you're happy enough then you should regret nothing.

  PHIL

  What doesn't kill you...

  JEN

  I wouldn't put it like that.

  PHIL

  And you're happy?

  JEN

  (beat, reflective)

  Happy enough.

  (pause)

  It's not so bad in here. We do have a laugh, sometimes. You see life in here /

  PHIL

  "Sea life." Back to the dolphin.

  JEN

  (ignores the comment)

  It's like watching short plays. Fringe events. Different casts.

  PHIL

  You think I'm an act?

  JEN

  Only from the moment you came in.

  (beat)

  The tables are stages. They're bare, then the food - the props and the scenery - arrives, performances take place, then the show is over.

  (­a couple of seconds, Jen looks at Phil who she expects to have replied)

  PHIL

  I can't top that.

  JEN

  (points)

  That was my first table. Over there.

  (Phil looks across the room)

  JEN (CONT'D)

  My eldest does her homework on that table, waiting for me to finish my shift.

  PHIL

  It all happens here.

  JEN

  It does.

  PHIL

  You wouldn't know from the outside.

  JEN

  A couple got engaged at this table.

  PHIL

  A venue for romance.

  JEN

  And a song was written on this table.

  PHIL

  But you've cleaned it off.

  JEN

  It faded in time.

  (beat)

  A song about me. Apparently.

  (beat)

  Quite a nice song, actually.

  PHIL

  He sang it to you?

  JEN

  He put it on his album.

  PHIL

  "Album"? Is he famous?

  JEN

  No.

  PHIL

  Was your husband jealous?

  JEN

  I never told him.

  PHIL

  An indiscretion.

  JEN

  Hardly. It was down to his insecurity.

  (­few seconds silence)

  JEN (CONT'D)

  So - are you still with your fancy woman?

  PHIL

  No.

  JEN

  The affair is over.

  (beat)

  Did it last long?

  PHIL

  Several years. It was more than an affair.

  JEN

  Of course. It was "the real thing."

  PHIL

  "A" real thing.

  JEN

  So even that, and everything you gave up for it, wasn't enough for you in the end. You just don't get it, do you.

  PHIL

  What do you mean?

  JEN

  You can't just switch off relationships like they were a DVD you got bored watching.

  PHIL

  It's what men do.

  JEN

  Not all men.

  PHIL

  You don't understand.

  JEN

  Me?! I know exactly what it's like. Do you think you can put us on "pause?" The people you leave behind. Held in freeze-frame until you're ready to come back? If you come back. What did your children think when you suddenly weren't there any more?

  (beat)

  You've no idea, have you.

  PHIL

  I've never asked them about that.

  JEN

  Frightened how they would answer you. If you'd died they'd probably have found it easier to cope with.

  PHIL

  Everything changes.

  JEN

  Of course it does! Life is about change. Surely you worked that out.

  PHIL

  But your idea of commitment seems to be one sided. It's the man who makes all the changes, all the sacrifices /

  JEN

  Oh, per-leeze.

  PHIL

  Women are born wanting marriage and children.

  (beat)

  Women simply get older maintaining the same ideals, while men develop. Men need to develop.

  JEN

  But men don't. It's men who want to keep reliving their "groundhog groins."

  (beat)

  Women have humility. Something you couldn't possibly understand.

  PHIL

  (smug / smiling)

  This is not quite what I had in mind when I came in. All of this.

  JEN

  Here we go! Another schoolboy grin, another juvenile comment thrown in to disrupt the conversation when it all gets a bit too heavy. Scared that your beliefs are being challenged. Don't like it when someone isn't constantly agreeing with you.

  PHIL

  It's not like that.

  JEN

  What did you expect when you came in for "a talk," after your lonely head pressed its nose up against the window and you thought 'she looks desperate, best go in and chat her up.'

  PHIL

  You haven't heard my side of the story yet.

  JEN

  There's nothing new about your story. Nothing unique.

  PHIL

  You can't say that. You haven't heard it.

  JEN

  I have!

  PHIL

  (sarcastically)

  Oh, yes. I was forgetting. Here, in the "café theatre," or whatever you want to call it.

  JEN

  Your family were unique. Where is the other woman now? The blonde, I take it?

  PHIL

  Not blonde. She looks like you, actually.

  JEN

  Ha! Is that why you chose me?

  PHIL

  Huh?

  JEN

  To talk to.

  (pause)

  What do your daughters think?

  PHIL

  They understand.

  JEN

  Female and they understand you?

  PHIL

  Yes.

  JEN

  Amazing.

  PHIL

  There's a pain inside me now.

  JEN

  Oh dear. Could be the two eggs.

  PHIL

  I try to be serious - mature - and then you mock me.

  JEN

  Go on, then.

  PHIL

  A pain that I feel when I think about the times I've missed /

  JEN

  That's called self-pity /

  PHIL

  for example, when they were at home with their mum in the evenings, watching television together.

  JEN

  Too bad. You're thinking about it
now, because the affair is over.

  (­few seconds silence)

  JEN (CONT'D)

  Shall I get your bill?

  (beat)

  Or perhaps something for afters.

  PHIL

  (meekly, reads from menu)

  Treacle tart.

  JEN

  Is that her name?

  PHIL

  She dumped me. OK? Plain and simple.

  JEN

  Excellent news.

  PHIL

  Dumped me back into my own time.

  JEN

  Now you've lost me.

  (mocking, child-like voice)

  Do you mean you've found out how old you are?

  PHIL

  When I first left my wife, I was taken back in time. With Caroline /

  JEN

  (disparagingly)

  Caroline /

  PHIL

  I became young again.

  JEN

  Miraculous. "Saint Caroline."

  PHIL

  When I was with her, I had all the knowledge of an older person, but in a younger life.

  JEN

  How convenient, and with none of the accrued responsibilities.

  PHIL

  Then she started getting older as I stayed the same.

  JEN

  Shame. And I thought you said "men developed."

  PHIL

  I've been a fool.

  JEN

  You've fooled yourself.

  PHIL

  I tell everybody.

  JEN

  You need to go on daytime-TV to really mean it.

  PHIL

  I'm even telling you.

  JEN

  My husband would never have made such an admission. Whatever he felt he would keep inside.

  (Jen looks at the table)

  PHIL

  What?

  JEN

  All finished?

  PHIL

  Yes.

  JEN

  (about to get up)

  I'll get your bill.

  PHIL

  Is that it?

  JEN

  And a V.A.T receipt, if you want one.

  (Jen tidies the table, returns with the bill, gives it to Phil who scrutinises it)

  JEN (CONT'D)

  It's right.

  PHIL

  Yes.

  (Phil stands, gets some money out of his pocket, puts the money on the table. Jen looks at the money on the table)

  JEN

  Not much of a tip. Was everything satisfactory?

  PHIL

  The meal was fine.

  (puts another coin down)

  It's just that...

  JEN

  What?

  PHIL

  Things didn't turn out as I planned /

  JEN

  Aha /

  PHIL

  and I admit that I made certain arrogant assumptions.

  JEN

  That's honest.

  PHIL

  Twice in one day.

  (beat)

  I'm getting there.

  JEN

  Maybe.

  (pause)

  Maybe.

  PHIL

  (pause)

  How are the girls?

  JEN

  They're fine.

  (beat)

  You're still OK to pick them up on Thursday evening?

  PHIL

  Yes.

  JEN

  They're looking forward to it. Don't let them down.

  PHIL

  I won't.

  (They exchange a look. Jen crosses to counter, Phil exits. Jen returns to table with cleaning trug, cleans table)

  JEN

  (stops cleaning, sniffs table top, to Self)

  Do come back to Eve's again.

  (BLACKOUT)

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