Mrs. Farrow Monologue

“Thank you Mrs. Farrow, it means a lot to us.” Elizabeth cut her off, her smile fading slightly before she forced it to come back. “Please walk home safely, and if you feel a sudden urge to come back and grace us with your presence again please do so.” Mrs. Farrow nodded at her words and then turned silently and made her way down the path. She passed through Angela who barely noticed, all of her attention was on her mother. Elizabeth stood outside watching Mrs. Farrow as she disappeared from sight. Her shoulder drooped and she took an intake of breath as she stared up into the sky. Quickly she stepped out onto the front step and shut the door behind her. Her hands covered her face as her body started to shake and she had to crouch down to

Well actually I already put them up but if you don’t like them you can of course take them down. You shouldn’t have things on your side of the room that you don’t like right? I made them white, because well I didn’t know what color you wanted for your room so I figured white goes with everything. Also I already picked my side but if you want we can flip a coin. They seemed pretty similar so I wasn’t to worried about it. Just let me know what you think okay? Is the rest of your stuff downstairs? I can help you bring it up if you want, as you can see I’m already unpacked so if you need any help I am more then happy too.” Mary spoke very fast and erratically, her thoughts jumping from one to the next as she stared up at Angela, almost in adoration. “Um… well… my parents are here and they should be right behind me bringing stuff up, but if you want to help I don’t see why that would be a problem.” “Okay sounds good! Which car is yours? If I go down and help them bring stuff up then you can stay up here and unpack. It’ll make things a lot easier, that’s what me and my dad did except it was just him bringing stuff up and I unpacked up here.” Mary looked at Angela expectantly, waiting for her to answer. “It’s the Red