In the one-act play In the Hour of Rain, Alanna faces the judgement of her friend Mia, by defending her behavior from the previous night.
ALANNA: How different we are. You and me. You know, there’s a difference. We’re different. There’s things I’m working on but that’s nothin’ to do with you…you know what I’m talking about. There’s things I’ve got to get a handle on but how exactly would you understand that? You’re still so young Mia. You went to private school, your parents supported you financially your whole life. You had a brother who loved you and a father who looked out for you, you never once knew what it felt like to watch your own mother dying. I’m not sayin’, not sayin’ you’ve had it easy, no one does, we all have our fair share of troubles and I’m not makin’ excuses for myself but I ain’t out here blamin’ anyone either!
Alright, I drink to get away from it all, the memories. Free myself from them. I don’t have the kind of memories you have as a kid Mia. I don’t have the happy go lucky family gatherings on a Sunday! I don’t f’n remember one good thing ’bout any of it. The only good part of it all was when it ended, when it started to get better. When my mother healed, when my brother reached somewhat of a normalcy but the trauma was done. And there’s no escaping that! So, HEY LISTEN!! – God forbid I’m not the perfect person that you can look up to but I’ve just not had…I haven’t had the chance to… these things don’t just go away easily. When the drink hits, it’s taken me to places I shouldn’t be in but then I don’t know what I would’ve done without it, it’s also been the thing that’s saved me.
I know what you’re thinkin’ but I’m not givin’ myself excuses anymore, I want to get out of it, I wanna change and I will, I’ve the will to change! But I’m tellin’ you why I slip up, that I’m not fortunate to be like the rest of you and this was a slip up! I fk’d up alright, at least I’m tryin’. But go your way, Mia. Go, go, go already, get there sooner than later…know this though, one day you’ll f’k up too and it’ll hit you like a train, you’ll think of me and you’ll know just what it feels like to feel dead! You’ll know that feeling when your face hits the mud and you’re worthless. I just hope you’ll have someone near you…I hope so. Someone that’ll be there for you, someone who’ll say it’ll be alright.
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The one-act play, In The Hour of Rain, takes place in a New York apartment between two friends, Alanna and Mia, exploring guilt, shame and a haunting past. 2 Women. Drama.
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