[[Write a Q & A between you and your inner voice.]]
Q
What are you doing down there?
A
Huh? Oh I’m digging a hole. Don’t fall in.
Q
I don’t intend to. But why?
A
Because I don’t want you to get hurt!
Q
Thanks, but why the hole?
A
Well that’s a secret. Pah! I can’t believe you’d ask such a dingus question.
ALL titter.
A
I’ll just say, I hope everyone will fit.
Q
In the hole?
ALL
It’s a secret secret!
They have to fall in! Us too!
A
G D it y’all.
ALL
It’s part of the show!
What a show!
Q
What’s a show?
A sighs deeply and rests their forehead on the end of the shovel.
ALL
We fly the kite and you can’t help but be dragged along and you laugh and then you fall in the hole and then we all laugh together in the hole.
A removes gloves and lets them drop to the dirt.
Q
Kite?
ALL
YES we ride on the line like ribbons!
A
You most certainly do not! Have you ever even seen a kite with ribbons?!
Q
Well, sure, a kite with ribbons!
A
Really?? Or are you just imagining a drawing?
Q is stumped. ALL shuffle their tiny feet and look at the ground from their various perches in and around the hole. At least one is sitting in a tree, gnawing on the same branch they’re sat on. Someone is drawing in the dirt, a picture of a kite with ribbons on the tail.
A
See?? I can’t fly the kite with ALL of you AND the whole audience!
Q
Audience?
A scrunches up their face in frustration.
A
Crumbs, I've done it now!
(to ALL)
See what you made me do???
ALL
We’re sorry, we’re sorry. We love you, We love, We you, We did together, Sorry.
A collapses with a thud and sighs even deeper than before. ALL cautiously approach. A rubs their hands over their face, smearing dirt everywhere. It’s unclear whether this is an accident. Meanwhile ALL climb onto A’s lap, shoulders, and head. They sort of soften into each other.
A
It happens every time. I never get that far before they mess it up. (whispering) I know, I know, you don’t mean to.
Q
Can’t they all stay with you, like they are now?
A looks bewildered and miserable.
Q
Instead of on the kite’s tail, I mean. If that’s the trouble.
A
Like, let them come along when I fly the kite? But the audience would see them.
Q
Nah, they’ll be looking at the kite–
ALL TOGETHER
And then they fall in the hole!
ALL applaud and practice falling into the hole.
A
Well! This ditch isn’t gonna dig itself you know!
Q picks up the discarded shovel and gets to it. ALL gather sticks and stuff themselves into the work gloves to carry on with digging. A gazes at them all bemusedly, knowing they’ll never be rid of each other.
A
Might as well let everyone play.
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