WE CAN SIT BY JEFFREY LO
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The garage of a suburban home.
ART sits at his desk in the garage quietly.
After some time passes, the garage door opens.
ART looks to see who it is and after a moment he sees his son JOSEPH on the other side.
ART nods his head at JOSEPH and leans his arms back on his desk.
Silence.
JOSEPH slowly walks closer to ART.
JOSEPH: Hey.
ART nods his head.
JOSEPH: How are you?
ART shrugs his shoulders.
JOSEPH: I’m sorry about –
ART nods his head.
Beat.
JOSEPH puts his hand on ART’s shoulder.
ART flinches.
ART: I’m ok.
JOSEPH: Dad –
ART: I’m ok. Just go home Joseph. Don’t you have work?
JOSEPH: Yeah but –
ART: I’m ok.
Silence.
JOSEPH: I didn’t know Uncle Joe but –
ART: I’m ok.
Pause.
JOSEPH: You named me after him right?
ART nods his head.
JOSEPH: It’s umm… too bad I…
Pause.
JOSEPH: I wish I could’ve met him.
ART: Yeah.
JOSEPH: How old was he?
ART: 56.
JOSEPH: Just 56? Wow…
ART nods his head.
JOSEPH: Do you want me to get you some water? Or –
ART: No.
JOSEPH: Soda / or –
ART: Joe I’m –
Pause.
ART: Joseph. I’m fine.
JOSEPH: You don’t need me to help you with anything?
ART: I said I’m fine.
JOSEPH: Ok. Is there anything you want to –
ART: No.
Pause.
JOSEPH: So what should we do?
ART: You’re not going to leave?
JOSEPH shakes his head.
JOSEPH: No.
ART: Then let’s sit.
JOSEPH: Sit?
ART: All I want to do right now… is sit.
JOSEPH: O… ok. We can sit. Yeah. Sure dad. We can sit.
JOSEPH pulls a seat next to his dad.
JOSEPH: Let’s sit.
JOSEPH and ART sit together.
Lights fade
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END OF PLAY.