Bette- she stood next to the window and looked out in a concentrated yet lost
gaze. She thought to herself about where she was in life and the life that she
had led…she never wanted for anything, substantive or basic, just the odd
extravagence or extra pleasure she could not take time to enjoy or did not have
means to obtain. She had opportunities, people, and chances made available for the taking. She did not endure life without pain, some suffering and illness,
but certainly short of any significant plight that other people have
experienced with loss, hardship, and pain. There were challenges throughout
but it was a straightforward life. And yet there was agony in this – it was
somehow a life yet unlived, uninspired, and now was coming undone.

Will- (knock at the door and it opens. Will, an older man walks in. Bette
barely notices.) So, find any answers out there?

Bette- (She turns to face him.) Sorry Will, I’m just thinking through some
issues. I’m working on a draft right now.

Will- The Krymen project?

Bette- No, another one.

Will- I assume you will get to the material shortly…you know it’s due
tomorrow.

Bette- Yes, of course, it’s actually almost done. I’ll have it ready for your
review tomorrow morning.

Will- Well, it better be on my desk when I get in a 7 am, because I have a
conference early afternoon. I won’t be able to review it unless it’s sitting
there when I get in.

Bette- Done.

Will- (Changing his tone to a milder one.) Have you found anything yet?

Bette- No, nothing.

Will- Well, I’m sure it’ll work out. It’ll just take some time.

Bette- Maybe you should have considered that when you decided how much time you were going to give me.

Will- Now let’s not re-open that issue. I think it was generous under the
circumstances. (He stands.) Bette, I really think this needed to happen.
This may sound odd now, but you probably needed this and maybe more than we did. You will look back on this one day and realize that your departure was a
long time in coming and is the right thing, for all concerned. (He waits for a
reply, and when none is in the offing, he resumes…) Drop in before you leave
today. (He slowly walks out.)