THERE WILL COME SOFT RAINS                            c Jacquelyn Floyd 2003 ARLO: male ZOE: female
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	ZOE I left him in the bathtub. ARLO What? ZOE My boyfriend.  I left him in the bathtub. ARLO Oh. ZOE Do you think that’s bad? ARLO I don’t know. ZOE I didn’t know what else to do.  My parents were already gone.  I had nobody, you know? ARLO Yeah. ZOE I sat there with him for a couple days, I think.  I wasn’t going to leave him.  I loved him so much.  But the air conditioning wasn’t working and soon…it was like, that wasn’t even my boyfriend anymore.  It was just…something.  Not even someone.  I had to find someone. ARLO What made you come here? ZOE I’m not sure.  Maybe I hoped someone would be here.  Maybe I just wanted some flowers.  Maybe— ARLO I’m glad you came here. ZOE I keep thinking about him. ARLO That’s okay. ZOE I feel like I should go back.  But I’m scared. ARLO You don’t have to. ZOE But I should, shouldn’t I?  I mean, I am being so selfish!  Look at you!  You’re so calm.  You haven’t even cried, have you?  I keep thinking how alone I feel and you just let me cry.  How are you so calm? ARLO I seem calm to you? ZOE Look at me!  I’m shouting, I’m crying, I keep clinging to you like a child— ARLO I haven’t left this funeral parlor in a month. ZOE What? ARLO I’ve been here a month.  I’m too scared…too sad to leave. ZOE Why? He points to the closed coffin. ARLO Him.  I honestly think he was one of the first to go. ZOE There’s someone in there? ARLO I closed the lid last week.  It was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to…I hardly even noticed people stopped coming by.  I was so wrapped up in him.