Between the Sheets Read Free

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    TERESA
    I send notes home with all of my students.
    MARION
    You sent a note home… after Parents’ Night… at the start of the year. I found it in Alex’s bag. You gave my husband your email address.
    TERESA
    He asked for a way to contact me. He had a few questions regarding the curriculum—
    MARION
    It was your personal email address.
    TERESA
    I give out both of my accounts. It depends on—
    MARION
    What? It depends on what?
    TERESA
    Our school accounts are temperamental. If someone needs to get in touch with me… it isn’t uncommon for me to give out my personal account.
    MARION
    And the school is aware of the fact that you ask parents to contact you at home?
    TERESA
    I have never asked anyone to contact me at home, per se.
    MARION
    You asked my husband. “Be in touch.” You wrote that on a note you sent home with Alex. You wrote that beside your personal email address.
    TERESA
    Your husband had some questions about the first unit we were working on.
    MARION
    Not once this entire year have you reached out to me and yet you gave—
    TERESA
    Mrs. Siller… with all due respect… we are halfway through the school year.
    MARION
    I’m aware of that.
    TERESA
    If there was a problem you’ve had every opportunity to approach me. You could have let me know that you weren’t happy with the way we were—
    MARION
    Well I’m telling you now.
    TERESA
    Exactly. I have left countless messages at your house this year. I have sent home class reports… permission forms for class trips. This is the first time it has been brought to my attention that there is any kind of problem.
    MARION
    Stop it.
    TERESA
    If you have had an issue with the way I was communicating with you or your husband you could have come to me sooner—
    MARION
    You can’t keep doing this. You’re lying.
    TERESA
    I never—
    MARION
    You have been writing to him for months. You have been writing to each other for months.
    TERESA
    I told you—
    MARION
    You didn’t have to do that. You didn’t have to write to him. You didn’t have to tempt him.
    TERESA
    Tempt him?
    MARION
    Yes! You tempted him! You tempted my husband!
    MARION grabs her binder and slams it open on TERESA’s desk.
    Read it.
    Beat.
    (quietly)
Read it!
    TERESA hesitates then moves towards her desk.
    She reads the page that lies open in the binder.
    I have every one… every single one. Every one you wrote to him. Every one he wrote to you.
    TERESA begins to flip through the pages in the binder.
    TERESA
    Where…
    She takes a moment.
    (quietly)
Where did you get these from? These are—
    MARION
    What? These are—
    TERESA
    (quietly)
Private!
    TERESA closes the binder.
    It’s none of your business.
    MARION
    All of this is my business! I have the right to know everything that’s been going on between the two of you.
    TERESA
    Where did you—
    MARION
    Does the school know this is the kind of contact you have with parents here?
    TERESA
    I don’t have contact with any other parents—
    MARION
    No, that’s right… you only have contact with my husband.
    TERESA
    Does he know you have these?
    MARION
    Does that matter?
    TERESA
    Yes! It’s a crime… you know that, don’t you?
    MARION
    A crime?
    TERESA
    Breaking into his… entering someone else’s—
    MARION
    I didn’t enter anything, you little shit. He left his account open. On our computer! In our office! At our home!
    TERESA heads for the door.
    Where are you going—
    TERESA closes it.
    TERESA
    I understand that you’re upset.
    MARION
    You understand nothing.
    TERESA
    But I can’t talk to you about this here. This is my job.
    MARION
    Well you should have thought about that before you—
    TERESA
    Please. Somebody could hear us. Somebody might walk in. I wouldn’t do this to you. I wouldn’t barge into your office—
    MARION
    You would have no business being at my office. I