Description
This is a dramatic monologue about waiting for the inevitable - with a twist. It's suitable for younger adults but perhaps better suited for middle-aged or older adults.
Excerpt
I wait and hope and try hard to be still, when all I want to do is pace or bite my nails or tap my foot on the floor - or run away. There’s no one to talk with or yell at or listen to. It’s just me. I’m all alone and waiting. I’ve already prepared for the worst...



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