Skye Geerts and Matt Suggs in the Theatre UAB production

Midnight on a deserted section of highway. Driving himself and his girlfriend back to college from summer vacation, brilliant but brooding Franklin Griffith suddenly stops the car and gets out, disappearing into the darkness.

Maria finds him sitting on the center line, staring into the seemingly-limitless gloom ahead. She tells him he can't stay there, and he says he can't leave.

In the confrontation that follows, Frank learns that Maria is wiser than he'd ever realized.

Trivia: this short play is actually a prequel to my full-length play mayfliesfast.

Skye Geerts and Matt Suggs in the Theatre UAB production

FRANK
You are not hearing what I’'m saying.

MARIA
I am hearing every word, sweetheart, but you'’re forgetting that I don'’t always know what the hell you’'re talking about.

FRANK
I can'’t ... I'’ve been looking into ...THAT for hours. And I can'’t ... I can'’t look at it any more.

MARIA
You mean that? Down there?

FRANK
That down there.

MARIA
It'’s just black. I mean, you can’'t see anything.

FRANK
Exactly.

MARIA
Well, Frankie, that’s silly. Get in the car and I'’ll drive, and you can close your eyes and you don’'t have to look at it. But let’'s get offa this freeway before a truck comes over that hill and smears us both all over the cee-ment.

FRANK
This isn'’t cement. It’s asphalt concrete.

MARIA
Whatever it'’s made of, I don'’t want to get smeared all over it. So let’'s go. C’mon.

She leaves, but stops when she realizes he isn'’t following.

FRANK
Look down the road. And tell me what you see.

MARIA
I don'’t see anything. Just ... darkness. I mean, with the moonlight you can kinda see some of the trees off the side of the freeway. But mostly it'’s just ... dark.

FRANK
We’'ve been driving seventy miles an hour into that darkness. There could be anything in that road up there.

MARIA
Okay.

FRANK
And we ... don’'t know. There is no way to know.

MARIA
Oh, Frank. Okay. I ... I get it.

FRANK
Do you?

MARIA
Um ... if you mean ... we’'re headed into the rest of our lives and we’'ve got no idea what’s gonna happen to us and there'’s not a damn thing we can do about it ... yeah. Is that anywhere close?

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