Sound inside

The Sound Inside 9/25/19 44
BELLA(to AUDIENCE)
From the bathroom I can hear the rain pelting our hotel room window. It
sounds like soft gravel being thrown at a hated neighborhood house.
CHRISTOPHER(to AUDIENCE)
Shane confesses that he’s been having a hard time with Kimmy, his girlfriend
and the mother of his child, who is back in New Haven, where they live in the
basement of Kimmy’s mother’s house.
“So you weren’t actually planning on meeting a girl,” Christopher says from
the bathroom.
“Nah,” Shane admits from the bed. “I just needed to get my ass out the house
for a minute.”
Later, Shane is in the bathroom and Christopher is on the bed. While Shane is
washing his face and reciting some Vince Staples lyrics, Christopher
approaches the bathroom, clutching the Statue of Liberty paperweight. And
he strikes Shane over the back of the head, and continues striking him until
his brains spill out through two competing orifices.
After Christopher cleans the mess in the bathroom, he arranges Shane on the
bed and places two folded towels under the wounds in the back of his head.
He frisks the pockets of Shane’s puffy coat and finds his iPhone, the earbuds,
and most surprisingly, a knot of several twenties secured with a rubberband.
He dons Shane’s Boston Red Sox cap, gathers his things, leaves the hotel, hails
a cab, and heads across town to Penn Station, where he takes Amtrak north
to Burlington, Vermont, foregoing the play at The Atlantic Theater.
On the train he discovers that Shane’s iPhone doesn’t require a security code
and he scrolls through all of Shane’s contacts and looks at photos of his son
and girlfriend and listens to a playlist of Shane’s favorite rap songs.
Back home in Burlington he has Thanksgiving dinner with his mother and
tells her about his early weeks at Yale, where he is especially enjoying a
creative writing class.