Carly Pearce stands by the door and looks over at the time on the clock. It was 12:45 p.m. Pearce and Ashley McBryde stand in a field, their backs to one another. McBryde sits on her bed while the thirtysomething man gets dressed. Lit in a hazy red, McBryde laughs as the thirtysomething man talks with her as they sit on stools at the bar.
Back in her room, McBryde looks at herself in the mirror. In the corner, the 10-year-old version of herself combs her hair. She runs in the backyard and swings on the tire. The thirtysomething man parks his car on the curb and puts on his wedding ring. He walks into his house and passes by Pearce as he takes off his jacket. She sees herself at 10-years-old, dancing in her room. Her 10-year-old self watches her mom and dad fight in the family room. She cries as her dad pulls at her mom’s collar and walks out of the door. Her mom sits on the ground and she runs to her.
Pearce lies in bed, her back to him as he puts the sheet over his body. McBryde sits up in bed, tears streaming down her cheek. Both get out of bed and drive their cars. McBryde stops at the intersection as Pearce drives past her.
Ashley McBryde sits at the table, fidgeting with the napkin. Carly Pearce had wanted to meet her. She didn’t know why she agreed to come. Pearce was going to tell her she was a whore, anyhow and threaten her in a calm way to stay away from her family. The kids. She was taking children away from their mother, breaking up a loving unit. She had to go.
Pearce sits across from her and tells her she’s glad to see her in person. McBryde bursts into tears, saying she didn’t know and that she was sorry. Please forgive me, she says. Pearce puts her hand on hers and says she believes her. She explains their marriage had been over for a long time. It wasn’t something she wanted to admit. “And the kids?” McBryde says. Pearce assures her they don’t have any kids and she’s not pregnant. She motions for the server to bring them some coffee.
McBryde says she doesn’t want to be the other woman. She wanted better for herself growing up. The thirtysomething man had talked about marriage with her. She scoffs, saying she thought on Valentine’s Day that he had a ring for her. Pearce says she promised herself not to be like her mom, who let her dad push her around. Things were going to be different with her. McBryde asks her what’s she going to do. Pearce says she’s talked with a lawyer. She wants a divorce. McBryde says it’s over. She can’t be with him. Pearce says it’s her choice. McBryde says she can’t be with him. Pearce reaches over and gives her a hug, saying for her to call her anytime.
Director: N/A Year: 2021