© Catherine Weingarten 2010
(We are in an office building. It is midday. Fattina is seated. She is a glamorous thirty-something curvaceous woman.)
FATTINA (eating donuts)
Ok George, this is going to be ok. This is all going to be just fine. You’re going to tell me you were lying and take it all back. I forgive you George I do. I forgive you with all my heart. I know you were just being mean and trying to make me cry, which I know you love, but I’m going to ask you to stop. Please stop George. Let’s go to your bedroom and have some herbal tea. It’s supposed to be soothing. And I got a lot of sugar packets. It’ll be fun. We can gossip and drink tea and eat cake. And then maybe I’ll file your taxes…I’m sure I could pick that up. Or make you a soufflé… that sounds nice. And I can wear my prettiest dress, the one with the pink butterflies around the chest. Come on George, please. Please take it all back and everything will be wonderful and you will feel so happy you’ll add at least three and a half years to your life.
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