Monologue

Lydia Monologue from Mansions

From Mansions by Hildegarde Flanner

female · anguished · 41 sec

I won't listen to you any longer. It is wrong to talk and think about death. Joe. Lydia, please! It means so much to me. Listen just one second. I know I'm not very good, but Aunt Harriet would be sure to try to make an angel out of me. And if I thought I had to sit on those everlasting gold steps and twang an everlasting gold harp forever and forever—Lydia, I'd go crazy, I'd go crazy!

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