Good Night, Martha

By Nancy Morton

Grandma has died. Her wishes were to be cremated. One grandson will sign while the other refuses. The quest for a signature becomes a spiritual journey--of sorts. The subtitle for this play could be Confessions of a Wayward Christian.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Feb 1, 2022
• ISBN: 9781639611904

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Good Night, Martha

Nancy Morton

ISBN 978-1-63961-189-8 (paperback)

ISBN 978-1-63961-190-4 (digital)

Copyright © 2021 by Nancy Morton

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Table of Contents

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Fifty percent of all proceeds above cost will be donated to charities that drill wells for clean drinking water.

Characters

Scene 1

Jean is in the kitchen washing dishes. The phone rings. She goes to answer it.

Jean. Hello.

Laura. He won’t sign.

Jean. What do you mean? He has to sign.

Laura. He won’t sign. He imagines that there is all this money in his father’s estate, and so he won’t sign the papers for his grandmother.

Jean. But those were his grandmother’s wishes—to be cremated.

Laura. I know. He is the most horrible person on the face of the earth.

Jean. Have his brother go talk to him. After all, she is their grandmother.

Laura. His brother wants nothing to do with him.

Jean. Why am I not surprised?

Laura. Listen, can you go talk to him? We are both working.

Jean. Well…uh…sure…okay.

Laura. Thanks so much.

Jean. Bye (hangs up the phone).

Scene 2

Scene: Jail

On one side of the stage is a small prison cell. Howie is lying on his back in bed, with his leg crossed in the air. He’s reading a magazine. A guard approaches the cell. On the other end of the stage is the visiting area with a table and chair. There is an American flag on the wall. Jean sits and waits at the table.

Guard. Hey there, you have a visitor.

Howie, sits up quickly, tosses the magazine to the floor. Oh yeah? Who is it?

Guard. A lady.

Howie. A lady? (Starts to adjust his clothes and straighten up his hair. Starts to act all arrogant.)

The guard