Green’s Playhouse: written by me.

Samantha? I said while staring intently at the girl.

Samantha is seen staring down her coffee, untouched and I slowly moved my hand towards her.

She flinch and yanks her hand away, before snapping out of reality and apologize.

Samantha: Sorry, I keep thinking that I was back at that horrible place.

I shook my head and said, “you got nothing to apology, what ever happened to you, wasn’t your fault”

Samantha: it happened 10 years ago, when I was 6.

I could understand Samantha’s perspective on what she was going through.

Samantha: That’s not the worse part, I still have scars on me.

Me: You have to understand that, you’re not alone and you got people who care about you Sam.

Samantha tears as I said those words.

A waitress came to our table and asked if we were ready to order. I told her just coffee, she turns to Samantha, who didn’t acknowledge her.

I told her that I’ll take care of her, the waitress nodded and left with the check.

Have you spoke to Ginny, Norah or Abby?

Samantha shakes her head.

Samantha: Just Maxine.

That’s good, what did you guys talk about?

Samantha slightly smiles and said that same old conversation and our days.

She did also mentioned that she would occasionally hang out with Abby, Norah or Ginny.

I was happy about it and we got up and hugged softly as music plays.

An hour later

After dropping off Samantha, I decided to call Maxine, but it just went to voicemail.

I thought strange, decided to call her again, once again nothing, but before I could hang up.

A loud bang was heard on my car window as the music intensify, which startled me, I turned to see, who it is, it was a homeless man.

I actually recognize who it is and it’s Freddy.

Freddy is always cheerful, happy and outgoing, so I roll down my window.

Hey Freddy!

Freddy gave me a fist bump and said.

Freddy: Hey man, how’s life?

Life’s doing well.