TWELVE AND A HALF SHORT STORIES A ONE ACT PLAY Copyright 1998 by John Blais The Set is a used bookstore. It is dark, cluttered and quaint. The door to the outside is on the left wall. Small bells are attached to the door such that they jingle when it is pushed open. Upstage of the door is a window. "Ralph's Used Books" it reads from the outside. The counter is downstage of the door. Tom, the clerk sits on a stool. Rows of bookshelves make dark narrow aisles into the back of the stage. Signs tell what is in each aisle. "The Gourmet", "Plato and Company", "See the World", "The Giants", "Poet's Alley", "The Masters" etc. A couple shorter bookcases in front block the audience's vision into some aisles.. "Rare books"one says. Another bookcase has the title "The Bard". There is a table of paperback books. A sign says they are a dollar. It is a rainy, dreary day. The window has streaks with rain. Otherwise, it is gray with random lights making circles on the pane from other stores across the street. Lightning flashes from time to time. By the door is an umbrella, top resting on the floor and a puddle of water under it. The aisles are dark. A light switch is at the end of each aisle. The Characters: Tom The clerk, a young man Conrad Griswald The author. He is at least 50. He could be as old as 80 Bill The customer: forty or so. Evelyn Bill's wife of about the same age. They are both nicely dressed like they may have just been at a dinner party. *With minor adjustments Tom or and Conrad could be women. Conrads name would be Bernice Altrotch and Tom's would be Jane. Jane would be reading a romance. ACT I of one [Tom is sitting on a stool behind the counter and he is reading a paperback book. It is a cowboy which is worn from being read by many people. Tom is enjoying the adventure, He frowns with concern, pulls the book closer and smiles as he follows the narration.] [The door opens and the bell jingles. Tom continues reading getting that last minute in - and then looks up in time to greet the customers. He puts his down his book open, the pages against the counter, so that the cover is up.] [Bill and Evelyn enter. Their umbrella pokes in first and Evelyn comes in under it. Bill after her closing the umbrella and then the door. He stamps his feet. Evelyn shuffles hers. Bill looks about, sees the other umbrella and puts his beside it. ] BILL This really is the proverbial hole-in-the-wall isn't it? EVELYN Yes, it certainly is [SHE LOOKS AROUND, SEES TOM AND SMILES] Are you open? TOM Yeah, yeah, sure we're open. BILL Looks like you need some lights. TOM Oh. I don't think there is any. BILL No lights. TOM Oh. You don't mean the window. For the books. No. Yeah. There's a switch the end of each row. [TOM SLIPS OFF HIS STOOL, GOES AROUND THE COUNTER AND POINT TO SHOW THEM WHERE THE LIGHT SWITCH IS] You just have to turn it on. They're good and bright too. Ralph just says I should keep them off if nobody is using them. BILL Saves on the lectric bill, huh? [TOM GOES BEHIND HIS COUNTER AGAIN SATISFIED TO HAVE BEEN OF SERVICE] BILL [HE LOOKS UP AND AROUND THE PLACE. TURNS TO EVELYN AND MOTIONS WITH HIS HAND] Look at this, Evie. I think we just made a real "find". EVELYN You think Ronnie knows about this book store? He never said anything. BILL Ronnie? No, he didn't did he? He would have said something knowing how I like my books. But he's not settled in yet, hasn't had a chance to get out and explore. EVELYN I guess We're going have to tell him. We'll know Achmore before he gets out of his dorm. Oh Bill, he'd just love this place. It's like it is him. Look at all the books. TOM Goes way back too. EVELYN "Poet's Alley" says there. Oh, Ronnie has to know about this. He does. BILL "Poet's Alley", Get him in here and he'll never come out. As far as that goes, I might never come out. "See The World". Must be travel. What's that one, "The Gourmet's bookshelf". guess we know what's down that aisle. EVELYN "The Giants" there. TOM That's not the football team. It's writers. BILL [HE CHUCKLES] That's a good one, not the football team. No, I don't suppose it would be, would it? [TOM LAUGHS ALTHOUGH HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT WAS FUNNY] EVELYN You say there is a switch here. [LOOKS] Oh, here it is. [SHE TURNS ON THE LIGHT AND WALKS DOWN THE AISLE "SEE THE WORLD" LOOKING AT THE BOOKS] BILL Our son, Ron, got himself a scholarship here. Four years, lit major. Atchmore's one of the best in the country when it comes to the Arts. [A SHORT PAUSE AS BILL LOOKS AROUND AGAIN] BILL But?.What a job. What a job this would be for him. Evvy, how about that. This is just the job for?.. [HE TURNS TO LOOK AT HER AND SEES SHE'S GONE. HE SPEAKS TO TOM] Perfect for a college student. How did you luck out? I mean look at what you got here. Look. Philosophy, Poetry, the World, and ah, yes, the Giants, and and there you've got the Bard. Shakespeare himself right up front. Hmm, and what classic did you borrow for yourself there? Hmm. TOM This? BILL What is that? "Riders of the Horseshoe Ranch"? TOM Yeah, it's?. [TOM FOLLOWS BILLS EYES AND DRAWS BACK THE BOOK AND LOOKS AT IT LIKE THERE IS SOMETHING HE DIDN'T SEE BEFORE] BILL [HE TURNS AND IS SPEAKING TO EVIE FORGETTING SHE HAS JUST WALKED THE AISLE] "Riders of the Horseshoe.." and five feet away from Shakespeare here and he's got a hooting, hollering cowboy. TOM Just got it off the table there. They're only a buck. Ralph picks them up at the sales. BILL Oh,no thank you. Think I want something a little more. What should I say, a little more enlightening? TOM Oh. Yeah. I guess. Ralph said something like that too. BILL [HE TURNS AWAY AND TALKS TO HIMSELF, BUT OVERHEARD BY TOM] All this, The Bard, Shakespeare, Conrad, Tostoy, DeSlavich, Plato and it's "Riders of the Horseshoe Ranch"? [THROWS HIS HAND UP AND GIVES A QUICK LOOK UPWARD] Oh well. I think I'll turn a light on here and see if I can find some of my dear old friends. [HE FLICKS ON THE LIGHT AND WALKS DOWN THE AISLE CALLED "POET'S ALLEY" AND BROWSES] [TOM LOOKS OVER HIS BOOK, THE FRONT AND THE BACK NOW LIKE SOMETHING MIGHT BE WRONG WITH IT. HE PUSHES IT ASIDE AND SLIPS DOWN OFF HIS STOOL, LOOKS AROUND, AND GOES TO THE SHELF MARKED "THE BARD" AND REMOVES A THICK BOOK OF SHAKESPEARE. HE RETURNS TO THE COUNTER, OPENS IT, PAGES THIS WAY AND THAT AND BEGINS READING. HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND AND MOVES HIS HEAD CLOSER TO THE BOOK, THEN BACK AGAIN LIKE HE NEEDS TO FOCUS HIS EYES. HH PAGES DEEPER IN AND TRYS AGAIN. HE USES HIS FINGER TO POINT THE WORDS AS HE READS] [A MOMENT OR TWO PASSES AND THE DOOR OPENS ABRUPTLY, THE BELLS JINGLE. TOM LOOKS UP.] [CONRAD GRISWALD ENTERS. HIS HAT IS WET AS ARE HIS SHOULDERS. HE TAKES OFF HIS HAT AND LOOKS HERE AND THERE ABOUT THE STORE] CONRAD What is this? TOM A book store? CONRAD I know that. I can see. But how did it get here? TOM How'd it get here? CONRAD You don't advertise? Nothing in the phone book? Why? Why, nothing? How is a person supposed to find you? TOM I don't know. CONRAD Don't know? Don't know. Don't you have to be listed somewhere? TOM I don't know. I Just started here a couple weeks ago. CONRAD A couple weeks ago? Looks like its been here for years. TOM No, me. CONRAD What? TOM [SPEAKS LOUDER] Me, I just started a couple weeks ago. I said, I just started a couple weeks ago. The stores' been here for years. CONRAD Oh. Well, yes. It looks like its been here for centuries. I felt the floor give when I walked in. TOM I know, it kind of creaks. [HE RAISES HIS VOICE] I know, it kind of creaks. CONRAD Greek? No. No thank you. I know what I come for. Just show me where your Literature is. Where. Lets see. What's this. "See The World" See the world? I've seen too much of it already, big city, little city, towns and nooks and crannies. See the world? See what the Hilton looks like in Bangkok you mean. Well? TOM Well what? CONRAD What? Your literature, the G's I suppose. Where? TOM You mean like just stories. CONRAD Stories? Never mind. I'll find it. I'll find it. There's always one or two. Always and I'll have them soon enough. Now.. [CONRAD WALKS INTO THE AISLE WITHOUT TURNING ON THE LIGHT. A MOMENT LATER HE STRIKES A MATCH, HOLDS IT CLOSE TO THE BOOKS AND LOOKS AT THE TITLES AS WOULD A SIGHTED MAN] TOM Sir, Sir, There's a light switch there at the end. Sir. [CONRAD DOESN'T HEAR HIM. TOM GETS OFF HIS STOOL, WALKS TO THE AISLE AND TURNS ON THE LIGHT.] [SEEMING NOT TO NOTICE, CONRAD CONTINUES TO LOOK WITH HIS MATCH BESIDE HIS FACE. IT BURNS DOWN TO HIS FINGERS AND BURNS. HE JUMPS AND SHAKES HIS HAND] CONRAD Wow. Burned my finger. You'd think he'd have some light here. [HE STRIKES ANOTHER MATCH ] TOM The light is on now, sir. Sir? [TOM LEANS DOWN AND PICKS UP THE MATCH] The lights on, you don't need matches. Sir? CONRAD [WITH THE MATCH CLOSE TO HIS FACE AS HE LEANS IN TO LOOK AT THE TITLES, HE MOVES DOWN THE AISLE] Tee, Tee, U, no W's. Has be up the other way. Gee would be that way. [REALIZES THERE IS LIGHT, AND BLOWS OUT THE MATCH.] CONRAD Oh, you do have lights. That's much better. Much better. [CONRAD WALKS DEEP INTO THE AISLE AND SEARCHES THE BOOKS. HE MOVES TO THE END AND TURNS TO THE NEXT AISLE WHERE HE IS OUT OF SIGHT] [TOM TURNS ON THE LIGHT FOR THAT AISLE, STARES FOR A MOMENT, THEN GOES BACK BEHIND THE COUNTER AGAIN. HE LOOKS ABOUT AND STARES DOWN INTO THE OPEN BOOK. HE HAS TO PUT HIS FINGER ON THE LINE TO READ AND HIS LIPS MOVE.] [BILL COMES OUT OF HIS AISLE WITH A COUPLE OF BOOKS AND HE SETS THEM ON THE COUNTER] BILL Mind if I set them here. I like both hands free when I look. TOM Sure, go ahead. Just set them anywhere. BILL There's some real gems on those shelves. I can't wait to tell my son, Ronnie, about this place. He's going to love it. One of those guys who can't get enough of the good literature. Read everything I got in my library. Speaking of..I see you decided to get a little culture. You're reading "Hamlet". Very good. TOM Um, yeah. "Hamlet" how'd you know? BILL The title there. TOM Oh, oh yeah. That was stupid of me. It's right there. It's kind of hard to understand though. BILL Hard to understand? TOM Yeah, it's like its old words we don't use anymore. Hard to know what they're saying. BILL Hard to know what they're saying? Hard to know? I'll tell you young man. I've been to a number of plays by the Bard, a number of them, "Mid Summers Night Dream" up at the Shakespeare Festival just last week, Evie and I. And I'll tell you, I've never seen anybody walk in with a dictionary. [HE CHUCKLES] TOM Oh? ["AH HA. AH HA," COMES CONRAD'S VOICE.] [THE TWO LOOK TO THE SOUND] BILL Sounds like he found something. Do you have rare editions, collector? TOM Yeah, but he doesn't keep them with the other books. He's got a special place for them. Over there. Told me I should always keep an eye on them. You should see the prices. He put it real light in pencil inside the cover. You wouldn't believe what he wants. BILL [CHUCKLES] I'd believe it all right. I have a few first editions in my library. I know what they're worth. TOM Sort of like those baseball trading cards. I knew a guy who found a Roger Maris in an old comic book. Took it to one of those trading card buffs? [EVELYN COMES TO THE END OF HER AISLE] EVELYN Bill, come and help me pick one out. They have a whole section on Ireland. I just don't know which one. BILL [HE FOLLOWS HER INTO THE AISLE] You found some? Good. You know, we should get some of the history too. [CONRAD GRISWALD COMES OUT HIS AISLE WITH A THICK BOOK IN HIS HAND] CONRAD How many more of these do you have? There was only one on the shelf. Where do you keep the others? TOM No, there wouldn't be any others. Just the one if that's all you saw. CONRAD Just the one? You don't have any under the counter there, do you? TOM [HE LOOKS] No, just the broom and dust pan here. There's no books. Ralph [TALKS LOUDER]Ralph keeps all his books on the shelves. CONRAD Then this is the only one here? TOM Far as I know. CONRAD [HE OPENS THE BOOK AND PAGES TO THE BACK. HE PAGES BACKWARDS ABOUT HALF A DOZEN PAGES AND TAKES A GRIP ON THEM AS IF TO RIP THEM OUT] Oh, but I should pay for it first. I should. How much is it? TOM Should be right on the inside cover here. CONRAD I can't see anything here. How much do you want for this book. Can you tell me? Or is that another thing you keep in the dark? TOM [HE TAKES THE BOOK FROM CONRAD] It's right here. Ralph always puts it real light in pencil, so he can change it I think. Here it is. Seven dollars and fifty cents. [AS CONRAD PAYS COUNTING OUT THE EXACT CHANGE, BILL COMES OUT OF THE AISLE. HE SEES CONRAD AND STOPS. HE RECOGNIZES THE GREAT AUTHOR AND SHOWS HIS SURPRISE. BILL Conrad Griswald. It's Conrad Griswald. Oh my, oh my. I read every one of his books. I should go talk to him. No, got to get Evie first. She has to has to see [BILL TURNS BACK TO THE AISLE TO FETCH EVELYN] BILL Evie, Evie. [BILL IS GONE] [CONRAD TAKES THE BOOK NOW, TURNS TO THE LAST PAGES AND RIPS THEM OUT. TOM PUTS HIS HAND OUT TO STOP HIM AND PULLS IT BACK] TOM You just ripped out all those pages. CONRAD Of course. [CONRAD STUFFS THE RIPPED OUT PAGES IN HIS POCKET AND PUTS THE BOOK BACK ON THE COUNTER] TOM Of course? CONRAD Can't you see the title? TOM "Twelve And A Half Short Stories" say..by, by Conrad Griswald. CONRAD Exactly. "Twelve And A Half Short Stories" That's what it is now. [CONRAD LEAVES THE BOOK ON THE COUNTER, PULLS AT THE COLLAR OF THIS COAT TO MAKE READ TO GO AND TURNS] [TOM TOUCHES THE BOOK, FLIPS THE PAGES AND STARES AT IT FOR A MOMENT AND IT DAWNS ON HIM.] TOM You mean it's a half a story now? Oh. Did you, did you want a bag or something? We got bags here. CONRAD What? TOM [SPEAKS LOUDER] A bag, did you want a bag. CONRAD I've got a hat. I don't need a bag. [CONRAD WALKS TO THE DOOR] [TOM PICKS UP THE BOOK AND WALKS AFTER CONRAD] TOM Your book. Your book sir. You forgot your book. [TOM TAKES THE BOOK, SLIDS OFF HIS STOOL AND WALKS AFTER CONRAD] [BILL AND EVELYN ENTER FROM THE AISLE AND THEY STOP AND WITH AWE WATCH CONRAD OPEN THE DOOR] CONRAD No, no. I don't want that. [CONRAD EXITS. THE BELLS JINGLE ABOVE. BILL AND EVELYN STAND AND STARE.] BILL That was him. That was Conrad Griswald, Evie. Conrad Griswald. EVELYN Oh he's leaving already. Bill, he's leaving. But, I did see him. I did and it was him. Conrad Griswald himself. I can hardly wait to tell Ronnie. BILL I should have said something. Could have talked to him. TOM Is he famous or something? BILL I could have went up and talked with him. But I didn't want you to miss him. I guess Ronnie and I will be having quite a conversation about this. I must have read Griswald's "Twelve And A Half?" a dozen times. EVELYN You and Ronnie talk? Bill, I'm the college graduate here with Two semesters of Literature. BILL Of course. I didn't mean just Ronnie and I. EVELYN And it was one whole Semester we spend on him, Conrad Griswald. I think we went over his "Twelve And A Half Short Stories" a hundred times. TOM Was that him then? the guy that wrote this book? BILL You didn't know? My, my boy. Where have you been in this last century? TOM Guess I should have known, huh? BILL I guess. EVELYN This just made my day. I don't know who I want to tell first. Oh, here now now. I'll take these two books. BILL And don't forget my two here. [TOM GOES BEHIND THE COUNTER, SITS ON HIS STOOL AND OPENS THE BOOK COVERS TO SEE AND ADD UP THE PRICES.] EVELYN [SHE TAKES OUT HER CHECK BOOK AND PEN, STARTS WRITING THE CHECK] I think we should go back to the dorm and tell him now. Conrad Griswald could be on campus today, in the coffee shop or something. Ronnie wouldn't want to miss a chance like that. BILL You're right. We should go back. Maybe we could just get a bite at the coffee shop then. Instead of having a regular lunch. EVELYN I can't wait to tell him. Who do I write it out to. TOM Just "Ralph's Books" is okay. I got it here. Forty night dollars and twelve cents. That's with the state tax and all. Actually that a half too. Seven and a half cents sales tax. Like the book here. "Twelve and A Half Short Stories." But What?.what is a half story anyway. EVELYN Well, it's a classic. He wrote it over 40 years ago now and it's recognized as one of the true masterpieces ever since. TOM A masterpiece? Half a story. Why'd he rip out half the story then? BILL Half a short story?hmm. I don't know how many times I've read that masterpiece and marveled over the genius of that half a short story. What's half a short story? Just read it, and you have to really read it, read it good, and then ask yourself: How else could we know what he didn't say? Come on Evie, lets go back and tell Ronnie. [EVELYN HANDS TOM THE CHECK WITH A SMILE.] EVELYN Here you are. [SHE SMILES AS SHE HANDS TOM THE CHECK.] [BILL AND EVELYN GO TO THE DOOR, PICK UP THEIR UMBRELLAS AND EXIT.] [THE BELLS JINGLE ABOVE] TOM Oh. I forgot to offer a bag. Oh. Oh well. [HE PUTS THE CHECK IN THE BOX. THEN HE SLIDES "TWELVE AND A HALF SHORT STORIES" IN FRONT OF HIM. HE OPENS IT. LOOKS WHERE THE PAGES WERE TORN OUT. HE SHRUGGES AND PUSHES IT ASID. NEXT HE LOOKS AT THE TOME OF SHAKESPEARE STILL OPEN WHERE HE LEFT OFF. HE LOOKS TO THE DOOR, THIS WAY AND THAT AND CLOSES THE BOOK. AGAIN HE LOOKS THIS WAY AND THAT.TAKES THE BOOK AND PUTS IT BACK IN THE SHELF. HE RETURNS BACK OF THE COUNTER, PICKS UP HIS COWBOY PAPERBACK, SETTLES HIMSELF ON THE STOOL, SMILES AND THEN FROWNS AS HE QUICKLY GET BACK INTO THE ADVENTURES AT THE HORSESHOE RANCH.] END