Why should we intervene in someone’s fate?

In drama scene from one-act play, “As if She Were Medusa”, Delilah tries to figure out a way to help her sister meet a companion.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: I’m beginning to have a change of heart. Shouldn’t a man and a woman find true love on their own accord? Why should we intervene in someone’s fate? Who gives us the right?

DELILAH: We are only introducing them.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: But they have met numerous times prior, have they not?

DELILAH: Indeed, they have.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: Wouldn’t a like-minded interest between them reveal itself by now?

DELILAH: This is all too depressing.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: Oh, don’t say that.

DELILAH: My sister needs to find someone. She is getting on in years.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: Some women are better off.

DELILAH: That’s horrible of you to say.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: No, no, some of us would be better off alone or having affairs.

DELILAH: Mrs. FlowerPotter! Coming from you? I cannot believe my ears. Did I hear you–

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: Correctly. Yes.

DELILAH: Why, that’s absurd?

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: Perhaps…perhaps, not so much.

DELILAH: I never would have thought –

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: What? What wouldn’t you have thought?

DELILAH: Your perspective on marriage, your moral grounds have greatly shifted beneath your feet.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: Mmm. Appearances. Acceptance. Breaking the status quo. It’s all rubbish. I myself have had quite a few affairs, you know.


MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: I have had lovers.

DELILAH: You have?


DELILAH: What about Mr. FlowerPotter?

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: What about him?

DELILAH: Does he know?

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: Of course not. Don’t be silly.

DELILAH: I must say, I never would have imagined; I mean, this comes as quite a shock.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: When opportunity knocks, sometimes opening the door isn’t such a bad concept. In fact, sometimes it keeps a marriage going…in my case, it has spared my marriage with Walter.

DELILAH: I am in awe.


DELILAH: I wish to know more.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: I won’t reveal a thing. (she laughs)

DELILAH: Who are…um, who are your lovers?

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: No, that is never a good idea. The whole point of an affair is for it to be kept a secret, between both lovers. I have had a few throughout the years, here and there, unexpected uprisings, downward spirals, everything in between, and it has been miraculous. All of it, I would not change a single thing; I regret nothing; perhaps some of the experiences went foul, but nonetheless, they had their time.

DELILAH: I don’t think I could ever…no…Barron and I wish to start a family of our own, time waits for no one. We can’t keep Harriet in our guest house forever.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: What difference would it make?

DELILAH: The world of difference to me and my husband.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: But wouldn’t Harriet help with the duties of motherhood? Couldn’t she be of some assistance?

DELILAH: Rather a burden to my needs.


DELILAH: She tends to make matters worse.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: She has good intentions –

DELILAH: None of the sort. You see the Harriet that puts on her public persona. I experience the everyday tragedy of her wrath.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: That’s putting it mildly. (smiles)

DELILAH: I wish I were joking, but it’s true. There’s something extremely dark and rare about my sister. I would even go as far as saying otherworldly.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: Otherworldly?

DELILAH: She frightens me.

MRS. FLOWERPOTTER: Frightens you?

DELILAH: It’s hard to explain…it’s more of a feeling, really.

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As if She Were Medusa by Joseph ArnoneIn the one act eplay, As if She Were Medusa, Delilah has been undergoing a lot of torment ever since her sister Harriet has moved in on her and her husband Barron.  Delilah believes that by arranging a dinner party for Harriet and Mr. Cusp, she will be free to have her life back.  3 Women.  Drama.

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