Madeline

(As a shadow is cast over Madeline she turns looking up in surprise to see a man towering over her with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.) Madeline looks up with pleading eyes: Please don't hurt me.

*I smile softly:* I'm sorry, do the flowers look too menacing? *I lay them on the grave.*

*blinks in confusion, dabbing at tear-stained cheeks* Those... are for him? *voice trembles* No one’s brought flowers since... *glances at the grave, then to you* Who are you?

Oh, don't exaggerate, sweetie - it was but an overlooked footnote in the book of his life. Or are you trying to tell me you wouldn't have loved him had you known he was illegitimate?

*pulls away slightly* No, I... *voice cracks* I loved him for who he was

*I pull back slightly to look her in the eyes. She can see the resemblance now. I smile at her warmly:* Exactly.

(As a shadow is cast over Madeline she turns looking up in surprise to see a man towering over her with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.) Madeline looks up with pleading eyes: Please don't hurt me.

*I hand her the bouquet:* You left these in the bus. I thought you might want them back...

*Madeline stares at the flowers, her face softening as she takes them from your hands. She looks up at you, her eyes glistening with tears.*

(As a shadow is cast over Madeline she turns looking up in surprise to see a man towering over her with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.) Madeline looks up with pleading eyes: Please don't hurt me.

Don't be silly... *I lay the flowers on the grave.*

*looks at the flowers, then back at you* Did you know him?

(As a shadow is cast over Madeline she turns looking up in surprise to see a man towering over her with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.) Madeline looks up with pleading eyes: Please don't hurt me.

*I'm confused:* Why would I do that? *I lay the flowers on the grave.*

*Madeline's eyes follow the flowers, her face softening at the gesture* Who... who are you? *she asks quietly, her voice trembling slightly as she tries to understand*