scene fifteen

“rise and shine”

A spot lights Jim’s connubial bed, no bed of roses. The alarm clock merrily jangles. Edna sits up, a vision but not a dream. She roughly shakes Jim out of his slumber.

her voice [like a pneumatic drill]: Rise and shine! Rise and shine! Rise and shine!

jim [slowly propping himself up on his elbows.]: Huh?

edna [still more enthusiastically]: Rise and shine! Rise and shine! Rise and shine!

[Jim stares for a moment with absolute incredulity into the face of Edna.]

jim [abysmally groaning]: MY GOD! [He flops back down on the bed and covers his face.]

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