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Spike heels theresa rebeck monologues for kids

This document was uploaded by user and they confirmed that they have the permission to share it. If you are author or own the copyright of this book, please report to us by using this DMCA report form. Report DMCA. Home current Explore. Words: Pages: 1. You and I have never met. And you are wreaking havoc on my life. But these past few months, I must admit, I have become less interested in his interest.

Not only do I listen to him talk about you incessantly, any time I come over to have dinner or spend the night here, I am bombarded by you. When you come home at night, we hear your little heels clicking on the ceiling. When you leave in the morning, we hear your little heels.

Georgie's monologue for women from Theresa Rebeck's play, 'Spike Heels'.

When you go to bed we hear you brush your teeth, and talk on the phone, and listen to the radio, and on certain evenings I could swear that we can even hear you undress. I am not enjoying this. For the past two months, I have been under the distinct impression that any time I spend the night here, I am actually sleeping with two people — Andrew, and yourself.

In fact, when you came home with Edward tonight, my first thought was, my God, the bed is already crowded enough; now we have to fit Edward in too?