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(Hank Reece appears on a bus bench, staring onwards)
Hank: Come home Morgan, it has been years since you left. I remember watching you leave. You were young and you told us you were leaving. You wanted to see the world and we knew our parents would never allow it. I underestimated you and what you would do to fulfill that very dream. So I'll sit here everyday, until the stranger you got into the car with brings you from your tour. I know you'll come home someday and I will wait.
(Sound of cars drive by as stage darkens)

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