Skies of Indigo

Based on a good outcome of a true story that is yet to have an end.

Skies of Indigo

by Lilia Genevieve

Characters:

LILAC - a fun mother of a child who reminds her of an old friend. LILAC is spunky and loves the outdoors and her family. She wears a purple shirt with jeans and a sunhat. 

DAISY - LILAC’s daughter, aged about 5 or 6, is an outgoing cutie full of life. Even when things get tough, she is there to brighten everyone’s day. She wears a yellow striped and dress-overalls that are covered in mud. She ideally has blonde hair put into pigtails.

REN - LILAC’s husband and a loving father to DAISY. He wears a white dress shirt and a pink and green tie. Dressed like a businessman.

AZALEA: - a childhood friend of LILAC that has not been seen or heard from in years. She wears a pink top with jean capris. She is well-accessorized and has a large mom-purse. She wears white sandals and sunglasses.

SCENE I

SCENE: (A garden on a bright and sunny day, LILAC is 

planting flowers in her garden. There is a white picket 

fence and an indigo sky with only a few clouds. LILAC 

is digging a hole in the dirt of a planter pot. She 

looks up and smells the air and smiles. Everything is good. Her child plays in the yard, a little girl named DAISY. She stops and comes over to LILAC to ask about her flowers.)

DAISY: What are those, mom?

LILAC: These are Azaleas. I plant them every year.

DAISY: Why?

LILAC: Because they remind me of someone I used to know.

DAISY: Why?

LILAC: Because her name was Azalea.

DAISY: Why?

LILAC: (Giggling) I don’t know, silly goose. Why don’t 

you start digging a little hole in that planter? We can

plant daisies in there. 

DAISY: (Eyes widen) We’re gonna plant me? (Giggles)

LILAC: (Grins) Only if I can catch you first! (LILAC 

begins to “chase” DAISY around the yard. DAISY is 

squealing with laughter as LILAC makes “roaring” 

sounds. Suddenly, REN grabs LILAC from behind and 

kisses her cheek. LILAC squeals and giggles, and 

DAISY makes a disgusted face at them).

REN: (Laughing) I’m home!

LILAC: Early! You should help us garden!

DAISY: Yeah Dad, we’re about to plant me!

REN: Oh, yeah? Well good thing I’m home to help your 

Mother (REN begins to chase DAISY around the yard, 

too).

DAISY: (Squeals) Ha ha ha, stop it! Ahhh!

(LILAC’s cell phone begins to ring, so she stops chasing DAISY around the yard. DAISY stops running, as well as REN. They both look at LILAC.)

LILAC: (On the phone) Hello? (pause) Oh, one second. (She

covers the microphone on her cell phone) Dear, could 

you take Daisy inside? I need to take this call.

REN: Okay, let’s go Daisy, we’re being kicked out.

DAISY: Don’t you mean kicked in?

REN: (Considers) I guess so! (DAISY and REN exit 

upstage left)

LILAC: Sorry about that. What did you say your name was

again? (pause) Wait, what? You’re… (pause) Okay… why are you calling me? (pause) Okay… I’m um working in my yard right now, you can swing by… I live over by the coffee shop on 6th… (DAISY  enters upstage left and runs out into the yard and stands silently by her mother, waiting for her to get off the phone. LILAC doesn’t notice her, as her back is turned.) Yeah, I’ll text you the address. See you then (hangs up phone).

DAISY: You look upset, Mom.

LILAC: (Turns around) I’m fine, sweetheart. You should go

inside with Dad, now. 

DAISY: (Tugs on LILAC’s sleeve) Can’t you come too, Mom?

We’re making lemonade. 

LILAC: (Smiling weakly) Okay, just for a minute. 

(DAISY leads LILAC to exit upstage left, tugging 

her sleeve and happily babbling about lemonade the 

entire way. Lights fade out.)

SCENE II

SCENE: (10 minutes later in the yard. LILAC is drinking

lemonade from a glass. She sits in a lawn chair mid 

stage right by herself. She looks forward  as if 

looking toward the road, waiting for her guest to 

arrive. AZALEA enters downstage right, dressed 

fashionably. She approaches LILAC and takes off her 

sunglasses. LILAC stands to greet her.)

LILAC: It’s good to see you again (they shake hands, but 

AZALEA pulls LILAC into a hug).

AZALEA: You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to see you 

again (AZALEA breaks away and looks at LILAC). I’ve

felt so awful with how we left things off.

LILAC: You wanted… to see me? Why?

AZALEA: Well… here, let’s sit down (they both sit in the

lawn chairs). 

LILAC: Why did you want to see me after all this time?

AZALEA: I came here to talk about what I told you right 

before I left… do you remember?

LILAC: Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, of course I remember! How 

could I forget that?

AZALEA: I don’t know, I thought you might’ve…

LILAC: (cutting in) I didn't (awkward pause). I’m sorry, 

I shouldn’t get upset with you after what you’ve gone 

through. 

AZALEA: Well… you have a right to be upset. What happened 

to me shouldn’t change that. 

LILAC: I’ve always thought about what could have happened 

if I would’ve just told someone. I regret that.

AZALEA: I regret that, too.

LILAC: What do you mean?

AZALEA: I’ve thought about you, too. I told you something 

that shouldn’t have been said to a kid. I gave you that

secret and told you to keep it, just like any other 

secret. You couldn’t have known that I really wanted 

you to tell someone else.

(DAISY skips into the yard from upstage left and 

hands AZALEA a lemonade.)

DAISY: Hello!

AZALEA: Hi!

DAISY: What’s your name? Do you work with my mom?

AZALEA: (Chuckles) No, I knew her when I was ten. We’re 

just catching up.

LILAC: You should go back and play with Dad, he’s been at 

work all day (trying to nudge DAISY back over to the 

house).

DAISY: But he’s tired (she sits on the ground and pouts).

LILAC: Okay, okay. Why don’t you go get some paper and 

crayons. You can draw something while I talk to my 

friend. 

DAISY: Okay (DAISY races off upstage left to get 

crayons).

LILAC: (turning back to AZALEA) I’m sorry about her, she

can be a handful. 

AZALEA: No, that’s okay, she’s really cute. How old is 

she? 

LILAC: She’s five, almost six. Do you… have any kids?

AZALEA: Yes, actually. I have a little boy. His name is 

Oakley. 

LILAC: Wow, really? After what happened, I thought… 

AZALEA: He’s adopted. My… spouse and I adopted him as a 

baby. 

LILAC: You’re married? I’m really happy for you! What’s 

his name?

AZALEA: Her name is Heather. Let’s face it, men haven’t 

really been my type since… what happened.

LILAC: I can understand that. 

DAISY: (runs out into the yard with a clipboard, white 

paper, and a tote of crayons. She plops onto the grass

between them and stares up at the two adults) Hi!

AZALEA: Hello, again!

DAISY: What’s your name? I’m Daisy.

AZALEA: It’s nice to meet you, Daisy. I’m Azalea.

DAISY: (eyes growing wide) Mom, is this your friend you

plant the flowers for? (AZALEA raises an eyebrow at 

LILAC)

LILAC: Yes, dear.

DAISY: That’s so cool! (to AZALEA) Every year, Mom 

plants Azaleas because they remind her of you! Can I 

draw you next to them?

AZALEA: Of course you can! (turning to LILAC) It’s really 

sweet that you do that.

LILAC: I regret how we left things. I really wanted to 

feel closure for what I did to you- 

AZALEA: (cutting in) You never did anything to me. What 

that man did to me… It wasn’t your fault.

LILAC: I could’ve told the counselor, the teacher, 

anyone. 

DAISY: Did someone hurt you? (LILAC and AZALEA both look 

down at DAISY, who is still sitting in the grass 

between them. They look back at each other, giving 

confused looks on what to say to her)

LILAC: Well, when Azalea and I were little girls, her… 

Um… How do I say this?

AZALEA: (changing the subject) How’s your picture coming?

DAISY: Really good! (showing AZALEA the picture) Here’s 

you in your chair, there’s my mom, and there are the

Azaleas! Right next to the Daisies that we’re gonna 

plant next! All I have to do now is draw me… and maybe 

some Mums.

LILAC: Or you could draw Lilacs.

DAISY: But I’m not supposed to call you that. Mum sounds

like Mom.

AZALEA: I think either would look pretty!

DAISY: I’m gonna go find a picture of Lilacs and Mums!

LILAC: Okay, you know where my flower books are, right?

DAISY: Yep! (she skips across the yard to upstage left)

LILAC: Anyway… 

AZALEA: It’s not easy to think about that around your 

kids, I get that.

LILAC: I don’t think it’s something I want to approach 

with her anytime soon. She won’t understand it, 

especially since… your brother… 

AZALEA: …hurt me. 

LILAC: Yes… I know it’s important to talk about, but 

maybe it’s best to stay away from the details of it for 

now. 

AZALEA: I agree completely. Oakley won’t hear anything of 

it for another couple of years. I want him to stay as 

innocent as possible for as long as possible. 

LILAC: At least until they’re old enough to understand… 

When puberty hits. (chuckles)

AZALEA: Oh God, don’t remind me. I really don’t want to 

think about that. The raging hormones, oh Lord! 

(giggling)Do you remember the time our science teacher

started yelling at us about acne? How we needed to keep

our hands off our face? I was so confused. Like, 

“what’s puberty and why do I need to worry about it?”

LILAC: Oh gosh, fourth grade was such a long time ago. It 

seems like just yesterday was the day your mom dragged 

you off to live somewhere else… I was so sad. We only 

got to be friends for a year.

AZALEA: Remember when we ran into each other at the fair 

that summer? We were so happy to see each other after 

I’d left! My cousin was there, he was puking his guts 

out after that one spinning ride. Then we went on it so 

many times!

LILAC: I think we would’ve been friends for a long time 

if you would’ve stayed longer. 

AZALEA: I think so, too (they smile at each other).

REN: (holding DAISY’s hand as he enters upstage left)

I found her looking for your flower ID book. What are 

we up to out here? (notices AZALEA, walks toward her) 

Hi, I’m Ren. And you are?

AZALEA: (shaking his hand) Azalea. I’m-

REN: (cutting in) I know who you are, don’t worry.
(looking at DAISY) So, what are we drawing?

DAISY: I already drew Azalea with Azaleas, me with 

Daisies, and Mom. Now I need to draw Mums and Lilacs 

next to Mom. Then I should draw you next to a flower!

REN: How about next to a Ren?

DAISY: A what?

REN: A Japanese Water Lily. Here, let me see if I can

find… (flipping through the pages of the flower ID 

book. Stops) There! That’s a Ren.

DAISY: There are so many flower people here!

LILAC: (Looking around) I guess she’s right, there are a 

lot of flower people here. 

DAISY: Can we get more lemonade?

REN: After you finish your drawing. You’re almost 

there! 

DAISY: Azalea, did someone hurt you?

(REN looks questioningly at LILAC and AZALEA. They 

give each other a look and shrug, wondering what AZALEA 

should say.)

AZALEA: It was a long time ago, but yes, someone did hurt

me. 

DAISY: Are you better now?

AZALEA: (smiling) Yes, I am better now.

DAISY: Good. I’m done with my drawing!

LILAC: Let’s see it!

DAISY: (showing all her drawing) Do you like it?

ALL: (adlib approval for the drawing. They all stand 

and are about to go inside. DAISY takes AZALEA’s hand 

and gives her the drawing.)

DAISY: You can keep this one!

AZALEA: Thank you, Daisy.

(AZALEA smiles as DAISY drags her by the hand to 

exit upstage left. REN and LILAC follow with all of 

DAISY’s art supplies and the flower ID book. All exit 

upstage left. Lights fade.)

THE END