That's a stupid question. ( How? Why? It hardly matters. When you're as wise as a ten-year-old, such things are inconsequential.
The rain seems to dwindle now, less the product of his intervention than a simple happy turn of chance. He rolls on his feet, crouching down to stare into the newly formed puddles. Clear water, 'normal.' What a strange thing. )
It comes out for him. The water. So he leaves things behind, in places he likes. To make it come out again. You can't stop it, if he's left his things behind. ( A beat. ) Do you have a stick? ( For his puddle. ) Get a stick.
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That's a stupid question. ( How? Why? It hardly matters. When you're as wise as a ten-year-old, such things are inconsequential.
The rain seems to dwindle now, less the product of his intervention than a simple happy turn of chance. He rolls on his feet, crouching down to stare into the newly formed puddles. Clear water, 'normal.' What a strange thing. )
It comes out for him. The water. So he leaves things behind, in places he likes. To make it come out again. You can't stop it, if he's left his things behind. ( A beat. ) Do you have a stick? ( For his puddle. ) Get a stick.