A- Don’t start bringing her into it, you always do it’s not fair!
S- Don’t even try to turn this around; you can’t even stand me talking about our child now?
A- I told you to leave her out of this; it’s not her fault we argue!
S- Yer But how many times have you promised to take her out? Ohh yer as many times as you have broken her heart.
A- Yer wel you take her out don’t you?
S- You just don’t get it it’s not about me and her; she wants to spend time with you. Have you not heard her crying at night, crying for her daddy? (Angela stays slient)
S- That just shows how much attention you pay to her, I bet she doesn’t even know who her dad is!
Angela and Sasha- still arguing but silently, while Karlie stands up.
When Karlie talks, Sasha and Angela face outwards and get on with something.
K- It’s funny how some people can break your heart, yet you can still love them with all the little pieces.
This is my life, you wanna swap? Nah I didn’t think so. I know some people would be thinking that’s nothing compared to what I’ve been through and others would be feeling sorry for this little girl. But believe me I’m not asking for sympathy, I just need someone to realize how much it’s hurts to see two people I love break apart. I’m watching the world fall apart and there’s nothing I can do but cry. So that’s what I do, every night, my tears won’t make life better but they make me remember, how much I miss the good times, and how I wish things were still the same…
Scene 2- The good times! Goes straight into it from the last scene.
A- Karlie go and get your wellies!
K- No wellies, wellies bad
S- Karlie go and get your wellies for daddy please
K- Wellies (pointing right) Daddy (pointing right)
S+A laughing
K- Not funny, don’t laugh at me
S- I’m sorry madam (putting Karlie’s wellies on)
A- Come on then, let’s go (pulls Karlie up and holds her hand)
K- Mummy, hold hands
S- Do you want to feed the ducks then Karlie?
K- where’s ducky daddy?
A- Look up there, can you see? (Points ahead)
K- yer!
A- How many ducks are there?
K- one…two…three…four…five (counts on her fingers)
S- good girl, how old are you Karlie?
K- I’m one…two…three
A- My clever little girl
S- What noise do ducks make Karlie?
K- quack, quack (runs round being a duck)
K- I’m not a kid anymore, from the things I’ve heard I can’t be. I need to be a big brave girl, that’s what granddad tells me. I think someone should sue Disney for making children believe every princess gets their prince and lives happily ever after. If that’s the case why does my mum not smile? I always blame myself, because as I get older things get worse between my parents. It’s been like this for four years now, they are changing so much and I just can’t keep up with the arguing. Deep down I know I can’t blame myself, and I try to convince myself things will get better, but only if that was true. There is nothing I want more in the world than for them to love one another again.
Scene 3- Back to reality! Carries on from scene one.
S (Freaking out) – I don’t know what to do any more, I just can’t cope, it’s all to much for me to handle.
A- sigh’s (flicks through the TV channels)
K- Dad are you guna help me then?
A- In a minute, I’m watching the football.
K- It’s always in a minute, but that minute never comes.
S- I’ll help you babe?
A- Come and watch the game Karlie and we can do it together after.
K (get up and walk off) – It’s weird how three totally different people can want the same thing so badly.
Karlie looks back at Sasha, Sasha looks at Angela and Angela looks at Karlie.
