ghosts of reconciliation (small play)
Robert is asleep in his bed, he is tossing around a bit, and exhaling little “hm...hm”...sounds audibly. The ghost of his father slowly makes his way into the room. He is peering over at the bed curious but casually. His father is wearing an off white business casual button down shirt and black slacks with his hands in his pockets. Robert stirs awake. His father stops approaching.
Dad...what are you doing here?
you were thinking of me...I came to see you.
Am I dreaming?...you should be dead.
Well, I don’t mean you should be... But you are.
I don’t know. You were thinking of me. I followed the “feeling of being thought of”. it brought me here. to you.
What’s the feeling of being thought of?
...nice. I guess that never changes. it feels nice...like being held ...when no one is around. You, thinking of me..
I was dreaming about you. maybe I still am. We were having a fight.
what were we fighting about?
We we’re ...*puts hand on head* I can’t remember...the details are slipping away, but we were yelling. We were standing in your bedroom. Shouting across the bed.
I’m sorry... I don’t know what would make me so angry?
anything. anything and everything made you angry. Its what scared me the most about you.
Yes...You scared the shit out of me.
I’m sorry. Are you scared now?
In my room, the ghost of my dead father? ...actually. no.
*smiles* Well thats good. In your dream, where we fought, were you scared?
Yes. But, I stood up for myself...something I would have never done.
Why couldn’t you stand up for yourself?
You were too big, too strong, too loud, too much of a man....I was just a boy, always crying, I was always lost in your giant shadow.
Come on, you’re a man now. You’ve gotten so big, You’re so tall. I should be standing in your shadow. What are you comparing yourself to me for...I did my best Robby, but I wasn’t exactly an earth shattering success if you didn’t notice. I struggled, I grinded, I did everything but cry my eyes out and believe me I thought about it, constantly.
No, You were so fearless. You always worked so hard, you-
I did what I had to to Survive.. Light a man on fire Robby, see if he sits still. If you’re not absolutely struggling Robby, maybe you’re doing something right. Maybe you had something I never had. If not the money, maybe just the peace of mind.
I'm proud of you. You’re a good boy. You’re a good man. You’ve got common sense. You’re handsome. You look just like me when I was your age.
Listen Schwartz...Don’t work too hard. For christ sake just enjoy yourself. enjoy your life.
And remember me as a good man...
You’re telling me how to remember you?
Why, wasn’t I a good father?
oy vey...I love you bigsy.