“You should’ve told me it was going to be like this. You could’ve warned me. ’Course, how would you know? You were the same as me. Right? Young. Babies, really. What were we then—ten? Eleven? I forget. How could we know what was up ahead? (Pause.) I’m glad you’re still around, though—some part of you. I’m glad— (Stops.) You have to stop visiting me, though, in the middle of the night. I can’t— I have to get some sleep. You understand? Some peace. I can’t be dealing with—”
–Sally from HEARTLESS by Sam Shepard