Scene 2


A section of Strum's Dress Shop. Downstage is a long counter behind which stand DIXIE ANN and a younger, rather plain girl, WANDA LUSPINSKI. THEY are both engaged in straightening the shelves. WANDA looks out toward the audience.
WANDA
Looks like it's gonna come down any second now.

DIXIE ANN

Not again! Oh, my God, there are the Frake sisters.

WANDA

Who are the Frake sisters?

DIXIE ANN

Not who are the Frake sisters---what are the Frake sisters? The biggest gossips in town. (EDITH and OPAL enter left, carring umbrellas.)
OPAL
Why, Dixie Ann! I didn't know whether you still worked here at Strum's or not.

DIXIE ANN

Wanda, these lovely ladies used to live next door when I was growin' up. Edith and Opal Frake, this is my co-worker, Wanda Luspinski.

OPAL

My dear, what beautiful hair you have! I wish I had hair like that.

WANDA

You can if you pray hard enough.

                                     (SHE pulls off her wig and hands it to Opal.)

OPAL

I declare to my soul!

                                     (WANDA replaces her wig and retires to another counter.)
 
 

EDITH

Dixie Ann, you simply gotta help us. Tuesday is Margaret Casey's birthday, and we don't know what to get her.

DIXIE ANN

How about some nice suede gloves? Mrs. Casey always wore gloves. (SHE pulls out a tray, and OPAL proceeds to rummage through it.)
OPAL
Poor thing hasn't been the same since her grandson went back to Philadelphia and blew his brains out.

EDITH

A terrible tragedy. Why, the last time we saw him was at Jolene's comin' home party for Russell, and that has to be a good six, seven years ago. That was the party where you and Clois never showed up.
                                                           (pointing to a small box on the counter)
What are these?

DIXIE ANN

I don't think they're right for Margaret Casey.

EDITH

I'm not sayin' they are. I just wondered what they were.

DIXIE ANN

Beauty patches. The latest thing.
                                                           (SHE removes a star-shaped one and places it on Edith's cheek.)
You see. You look just like Marie Antoinette.
                                                           (under her breath)
Shortly after she was guillotined.

EDITH

Good heavens, what will they think of next? Opal, you think I oughta get myself a beauty patch?

OPAL

Just the thing for the next D.A.R. meetin'.

EDITH

Speakin' of Clois…

DIXIE ANN

Clois who?

EDITH

You're getting' just like your Mama.

DIXIE ANN

                                                      (under her breath again)
God forbid.

EDITH

Polly Berryhill was down visitin' her sister Mame in Biloxi, and she ran into him. You know, o'course, he's remarried and has two boys.

DIXIE ANN

Good for him.

OPAL

He's opened a dry goods store, but Polly says he's not doin' all that well.

EDITH

What he shoulda done was go into business with your brother-in-law. I swear, getting' that Pontiac dealership was the smartest thing Russell ever did.

OPAL

He's makin' money hand over fist. And Jolene looks so gorgeous in all those Christian Dior copies.

EDITH

She's certainly kept her figure. After four babies, I don't know how she does it. Oh, look! It's gonna come down in buckets any second. Dixie Ann, you've been a darlin', but Opal and I are gonna go now before the holocaust. We'll think about the gloves and let you know. (THEY exit left. WANDA returns to the counter as DIXIE ANN places the tray back.)
WANDA
They didn't buy anything? What'd they come in for?

DIXIE ANN

Collectin' for the Salvation Army.

WANDA

So what's on for tonight?

DIXIE ANN

Texas Carnival is at the Carolina. Etienne adores Esther Williams.

WANDA

Don't you ever think of going out with a man? You know Ed Batty, the nylon hosiery salesman? He's dying to ask you out.

DIXIE ANN

                                        When you've had a love like mine, Wanda,
                                        A love that leaves you soarin'!
                                        When a love is that divine, Wanda,
                                       Every other love seems dull and borin'.
                                        Mr. Batty is a nice enough fellow,
                                        But you never met Brian Costello. It was in August
At a USO dance,
We saw each other,
It was a preordained romance.
Oh, he was gorgeous!
That smile and those charms!
He held me tightly
In his muscular arms.
We'd walk in the moonlight,
We didn't have to speak;
I was in heaven
For one mem'rable week.

If this had happened to you,
How would you feel?

WANDA
In ecstasy!

DIXIE ANN

                                        Isn't it incredible?
                                        And every word is real.

                                        We'd hold hands and whisper
                                        On the family porch,
                                        Then he got shipped out
                                        To fight in Operation Torch.
                                        He sailed on a transport,
                                        The transport went down
                                        Off the coast near the Casbah---
                                        That's where he drowned.
                                        He drowned saving others
                                        In the turbulent tide;
                                        The Purple Heart's what they gave him
                                        After he died.

                                        If this had happened to you,
                                        What would you do?
                                        Isn't it incredible?
                                        And every word is true.

WANDA

Oh, that is so touching, I want to cry!

DIXIE ANN

I once read a story about this woman and this man on the Lusitania, and how she actually saw him drown…and how ten years later there he was comin' up the walk. I keep thinkin' that someday I'll look out o' my apartment window, and there will be Brian…

WANDA

Brian Costello…even his name is romantic…
 
  (Sound of rain starts. The stage begins to revolve as the lights dim.)