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    Living Strong & Living Well – Part 3 – The Holidays

    ALICE: That sucks!

     

    FOREMAN: (the man turns to look at Alice for the first time) EXCUSE me?

     

    ALICE: Well for starters, Syd is a girl.

     

    SYDNEY: (trying to diffuse the escalating situation) It’s no big deal,

    •it happens all the time.

     

    ALICE: Why did all those other couples got first crack at the rooms?

     

    FOREMAN: Look, I don’t want any trouble, I just tried to sort things out the best way I could.  (turning to Syd) Syd, you’ll have to vie with the rest of them for one of the rooms.  Looks like Max is solo in a tent and two of you girls will have to rough it in the other tent.

     

    The foreman leaves to let the girls sort it out.

     

    HELENA:  I DO NOT do tents.

     

    ALICE: Well I’m no fuck’in Daniel Boone!

     

    SYDNEY: It’s no big deal-believe me, compared to some of the conditions in India the tent will be palatial.

     

    TASHA: And after two tours in Iraq I can handle a tent for a night.

     

    ALICE: And leave me?

     

    Tasha nuzzles Alice playfully.

     

    TASHA: I could never ask my little princess to slum it in a tent.  No worries, I’ll stay outside•it’s only one night.

     

    INT. TENT HABITAT SITE – LATER THAT EVENING

     

    Syd is in her sleeping bag.  Tasha quickly enters the tent, zips up the opening and crawls into her sleeping bag, re-zipping it as quickly as she can.

     

    TASHA: Damn, it’s gotten cold out there.

     

    SYDNEY: Is Max OK?

     

    TASHA: Yeah, he was battening down the hatches as I walked by.

     

    SYDNEY: (kidding) And the "girls"?

     

    TASHA: (giggling slightly) They’re all safe and sound–it’s like a fuck’in slumber party over there.

     

    SYDNEY: And what are you and I•Girl Scout camp?

     

    Tasha laughs.

     

    TASHA: I haven’t camped in a tent since returning to the states.

     

    SYDNEY: (serious) What was it like over there, Tash?

     

    TASHA : (hesitates for a moment reflectively) Sheer hell, the conditions were barbaric.  You never knew who to trust, who to be kind to, who to be suspicious of.  The terrorists and insurgents seemed to be everywhere.

     

    Comments

    1. I saw this pop up early in the week but waited to read it over the weekend. I wasn’t disappointed. I love this character’s maturity and passion for what she believes in. I relate to her wisdom yet insecurity–I mean, who hasn’t messed a bed to pretend it was slept in? I’ve read all the Syd stories (even re-read portions of the original re: the wonderful relationship conversation with Tasha and the revealing fireplace sceen). “Holidays” shows Syd’s vulnerable side. She’s still grounded, but unfocused and searching. Nicely written–it was a pleasant New Year’s surprise–thanks!

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