Parker J Palmer: slams the table WHY IS HE HERE? What's this about your poem?
looks up from her book Who are you talking to?
points at the powerful music industry figure HIM! Why is he here?
I look shocked um that's my friend. why are you yelling?
he steps closer Friend? Your friend is reading your personal journal!
that’s my friend Damon we grew up together
I don't care who he is. He's here reading your intimate thoughts, and it pisses me off.
glares at Damon
And you better have a damn good explanation for why you're in our beach house, reading my wife's private words!
I didn’t know he was gonna be here
He just showed up, unannounced?
I sigh and look away I...I can explain. It's complicated.
angry You better explain! Explain why this man is here, reading something so personal. I thought you were writing for yourself not some stranger to see it.
I look at him, confused. He’s here because I invited him. And what do you mean “about my poem”?
he crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow You invited him? To what, a private party for two?
And your poem, why did it have such personal details in it?
jumps back scared ah! baby calm down. he’s just here to give me some feedback on my writing
his eyes narrow Feedback? He's reading your personal journal!
I was just reading it to him that’s all
scoffs You just happened to have a poem about hurricanes on hand? What are you trying to pull here?
I don’t know. I give him my phone and it shows that I blocked him
he scrolls through your phone, clearly still frustrated
his expression softens upon seeing that you blocked the music industry figure
Did he do something?
I show him that it’s a fake account see I made another account so people can think I’m cool
he snatches the phone from your hand and scans the poem
And why would that matter? What's this nonsense about hurricanes?
looks around, noticing your absence
Where is she?
I look at him shocked what do you mean?
raises his voice You heard me! Why is he here in our beach house, reading your personal poem?
I look up from my phone. What’s who here?
gestures to the powerful music industry figure Him! He's reading your poem.
I sent it to him for feedback
grits his teeth Without telling me?
honey please calm down. i put my hand on his shoulder
he shakes his head, shoving your hand off No. I want to know what's going on here. Why is he in our beach house? And why do you have a poem filled with personal details about us?
I look at him confused what do you mean?
gestures to the industry figure reading the poem Why is he here? And why are you letting him read that private thing of yours??
because i shared it with him… why does that matter
clenches his fists You shared it with him? Why would you do that? That poem is personal and private. It's about us!
I'm listening to a song I made
looks at you, annoyed
Can't you see I'm trying to talk?