The Pearls Scene Three

Eaton Auditorium, Winter 1945

The audience is hushed as the little girl, blonde curls tucked under her goldfinch costume, comes forward on the stage to do her dance. She is entranced by the deep velvet black. Even though she cannot see them, she knows it contains her mother and father. As she walks downstage she sees the footlights: red......yellow...... blue, ...... red...... yellow....... blue........red.........and forgets completely about her dance. A soft wave of laughter emerges from the blackened auditorium. She knows the laughter is kind. Her mother and father are out there. They would not laugh at her. She looks up to see if she can see their faces. The spotlight hits her in the eye. Instantly she is back on the street with the streetlights shining through the icicles on the trees. She is home.