THE LAST RAIL |*R-18*| UPDATING

2 | The Last Rail, Scene Two

3-31-2024.

1:17 pm. Actor's in place.

The curtain raises.

5:15 p.m., time posed.

'Lights, camera, action,' Donatel announced.

'This is a great payday, I have worked a few hours overtime,' Tonya thinks to herself.

Tonya felt good, popped a smile, 'Hey, motor mouth, can I get my check a little earlier today?'

Darwin asks, 'Tonya Gibson, do you and Peter have plans?"

Tonya answers, with a cute grin, 'Yes, we plan to be on the first morning train. Is there some last-minute thing for me to do?'

Darwin let go of Twia's hand, 'Excuse me, sweetie, I need to take care of business.

Twila drops her head low, 'Certainly, but remember that I don't want to be scandaled, mobbed, hurry back, please.'

Tonya says, 'Thanks for parting with Darwin. You won't need a ball-bat, Miss Twinkle Toes. No one cares enough to even hold your hand except Darwin. There is no leading lady in Darwin's life. Have a good day. Sorry if I rained on your parade. I am only picking up my check.

Twila adjusts her hair, 'Well, I am not a skeleton, hanging in Darwin's closet. I am his future.'

Tonya smiles, 'You're a beautiful butterfly.'

Darwin finally returns, ' Sorry it took so long,' and hands Tonya her check.

He smiled, addressing both ladies, 'Thanks, ladies, for waiting. I answered a phone call. My brother Cole called me. He's upstate, digging in the mountains. He said it was raining where he was, and he was pretty busy in Colorado.'

Tonya remarks, 'I dig the Montana skies, blue skies all the way.' No, it doesn't have anything connecting about Colorado. She just wanted something to say, and she did.

Darwin turns his attention to Twila while Tonya listens in.

'Just you and me, of course, and a big bed. A single red rose is lying in the middle of the bed. Anything for you, Twila.'

Tonya didn't say a word. How could he play her heartstrings. A million women would gladly lay down in his bed, but he chose her. He likes her, why not me? I don't know why? What has she got, besides a cookie?

Another song plays, ' Where The Blacktop Ends'

I'm gonna kick off my shoes and run barefeet
Where the grass and dirt and the gravel all meet
Going back to the well, gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends -

'That's a wrap,' Donatel announced.

The curtain falls.

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