Chapter 13: On the road

                    On The Road

 

Ann: What is this?

 

Sarah: It is makeup

 

Anne: It looks like dirt

 

Sarah: It is Mineral Make up

 

Anne: What do you do with it?

 

Sarah: You put it on your face.

 

Anne: You put dirt on your face?

 

Sarah: Yes you put it on your face it is a foundation.

 

Anne: Why.

 

Sarah: It is makeup.

 

Anne: But you are putting dirt on your face.

 

Sarah: Yes Anne I am putting dirt on my face.

 

Anne: But why.

 

Sarah: Because I like it. I like wearing makeup okay, and it is better than the oily stuff.

 

Anne: So dirt is better than oil.

 

Sarah: Yes, and it’s not dirt its minerals.

 

Anne: It looks like dirt to me

 

Sarah: well I like it?

 

Anne: But why wear anything on your face, your pretty. I mean Paint I understand, Mud even. Hell even I put mud on my face, but dirt? Why dirt, does it help your complexion?

 

Sarah: Look its make up okay. I don't know why I wear it I just do. I like wearing makeup.

 

Anne; Can I try it? I want to put dirt on my face.

 

Sarah: What?

 

Anne: I want to try it.

 

Sarah: Why?

 

Anne: Maybe I want to be pretty too.

 

Sarah: Why are you making fun of me?

 

Anne: I am not I just want to see what it feels like to wear makeup. I never tried it before.

 

Sarah: you never wore makeup?

 

Anne: no.

 

Sarah: Not even as a little girl.

 

Anne: Especially not as a little girl. Little girls in makeup are just creepy.

 

Sarah: So you never wore any make up at all.

 

Anne: Well I stole some lipstick once.

 

Sarah: Okay.

 

Jake: I don't like makeup it is too messy. I wore makeup once; it was really hard to get off.

 

Sarah: Jake, why were you wearing makeup?

 

Jake: It's a long story. Kind of like when I was bitten by the monkey.

 

Anne: You were bitten by a monkey?

 

Jake: It was a pet monkey; it really wasn't all that great of an experience.

 

Anne: How were you bitten by a monkey?

 

Jake: Pet monkey. The teeth were even filed down, it barely broke the skin.

 

Anne: okay how were you bitten by a pet monkey?

 

Jake: Like I said it’s a long story.

 

Sarah: Jake Just tell the damn story.

 

Jake: about the makeup up or the monkey.

 

Sarah: Yes!!

 

Jake; Okay I was wearing the makeup because I was playing a woman in a play for high school, and I was bitten by the monkey because there was a lady on our street with a pet monkey when I was growing up, I went over to pet it and it bit me.

 

Sarah: What?

 

Anne: Oh I thought it be something cool, like when you went to Brazil or something.

 

Sarah: you told her you went to Brazil

 

Jake: I told you it was a long story.

 

Anne: How was that a long story? You just told it in less than a minute?

 

Jake: Well I have, once, but, okay maybe not Brazil but South America, and I had to say something she had a really cool freezer.

 

Sarah:  But why Brazil?

 

Anne: You lied to me?

 

Jake: Maybe

 

Sarah: Damn it, what are you doing, you got it all over. (Sigh)Never mind. Jack Whens the next stop

 

Jack: 22.5 Kilometers

 

Sarah: Can we stop a little sooner; we need to clean up back here.

 

Jake: I might have been to Brazil

 

Leo: We really need to follow the schedule; otherwise we won’t make our reservation.

 

Sarah: Just pull the damn van over before I hurt somebody.

 

.Anne: Why are you mad at me it’s not my fault somebody tricked you into paying for dirt

 

Jake: I was planning on going to Brazil ….at some point. Maybe. So really in the long run it won’t be a lie. Who knows I might even be bit by a monkey.

 

Sarah: Now...Please