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"Someday We'll Know"

"Someday We'll Know"

Delilah is sitting next to a community pool, reading and watching the hubbub of people walking around, swimming, and happily screaming. 

Delilah: Finally made it "ninety miles outside Chicago." Not what I expected, but I'll take what I can get now. I "can't stop driving" and I "don't know why." All I want is to take part in life, but every time I do something seems to go wrong. 

Sampson comes over and sits on the chaise next to Delilah. 

Sampson: Good book? 

Delilah: It's decent. Want to know a secret? 

Sampson: Sure.

Delilah: I came for the people watching. The book is a good way to pretend I'm doing something else.

Sampson: Why do you need a book as an excuse? Are you ever going to read the book? Does it seem like a good…

Delilah: Woah, "so many questions."

Sampson: Just "need an answer" to one of them.

Delilah: Well, to answer your second question I will read this book. 

Sampson: Can we cut the theatrics? 

There is a silence between them, as the joyous pool sounds continue, and they look at each other barely blinking. 

Delilah: It's been years since we saw each other.

Sampson: "Two years later." There was never a call or a message. Anything to let me know that you were okay or that the space that we set up really was just us not together. "You're still on my mind" you know.

Delilah looks back at the sky, breathes in sharply.

Delilah: "What ever happened to Amelia Earhart?"

Sampson: Our code phrase. 

Delilah: We went through something tragic and you didn't blink, you just kept moving forward and I asked you so many times. Plead with you so many times that you would let me in at least a little. Then nothing. So when we set up space, but you, emphasis on the you, didn't respond over the course of months it was time for me to set myself on the next great adventure. 

Sampson: It all hurt. I didn't know what I was doing then.

Delilah: I could have been there with you. We could have hurt together.

Delilah sits up a little and smiles. 

Delilah: Hey. "Who holds the stars up in the sky?"

Sampson: This isn't the time for your jokes. I didn't think it would hurt to come over here, but it's worse than I thought. Tell me something. "Is true love once in a lifetime?"

Delilah: (shrugs) I don't know. "Did the captain of the titanic cry?"

They sit and quietly stare into the distance.

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