HEAVENLY (softly): It's the first lightnin' bug!
(Pause. Music is heard.)
HEAVENLY: Wonder what makes 'em go off and on like that?--Did you take any science courses at Oxfo'd? I took geology my third year at high.
HEAVENLY: Yes. We used to go out on field expeditions they called 'em, collectin' fossils an' things.
HEAVENLY: Yes, an' just think!--Someday we'll be fossils, too. They'll dig us up an' say, "Gosh, what long legs that girl had?"--or "Didn't he have nice ears!" --An' that's all they'll know about us, i suppose.
HEAVENLY: It won't matter who we got married to or whether we lived to be old or died young. They won't care; it won't make any difference to them. We'll just be little marks on a piece of rock. Or maybe not even that much.--Does it make you feel sad?
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