Setting: Rain begins on a Saturday morning in early June. It has not rained in some time. The earthiness of wet soil and damp grass permeates the air. Anne steps into the porch. Bobby follows, looking for his batting helmet. Anne then opens the front door and leans outside. We hear neighbors talking in the background.
Bobby: Mom, my helmet's not out there.
Anne: No, I'm just listening to the rain.
Bobby: That's not the rain talking.
Anne: Right. That's Curt.
End Scene
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