Status Updates From Ruined by Lynn Nottage (201...

And he, the man I loved since I was fourteen, chased me away with a green switch. He beat my ankles raw. And I dishonored him? I dishonored him?! Where was he? Buying a pot? He was too proud to bear my shame . . . but not proud enough to protect me from it. Let him sit in the rain.

He’ll see you, love will flood into his eyes, he’ll tell you everything you want to hear, and then one morning, I know how it happens, he will begin to ask ugly questions, but he won’t be able to hear the answers. And no matter what you say, he won’t be satisfied. I know. And, chérie, don’t look away from me, will you be able to tell him the truth? Huh? We know, don’t we? The woman he loved is dead.