(TUESDAY EVENING:
 
Luke is puttering around the living room, making sure everything is in order.  Katie is in the kitchen, making dinner.  Rob is in the kitchen, watching Katie.  Ellen is getting ready to go out.  Avery comes downstairs, trying to tie his tie.)
 
                                                ELLEN
                        Luke, are you sure you don’t want to come?  You
                        always have a good time, and Cheryl would love to
                        see you again.
 
                                                LUKE
                        No, you have a good time.  I’ll be fine here.
 
                                                ELLEN
                        You’ve taken your medicine?
 
                                                LUKE
                        All eight of them.
 
                                                ELLEN
                        Good.  Dinner should be ready shortly then.
 
                                                AVERY
                        Mom, you’re still here?
 
                                                ELLEN
                        I am, and you still need to talk to Katie.  One of you
                        needs to be home tonight.
 
                                                AVERY
                                    (looking in mirror)
                        Don’t worry; Katie’s staying.
 
                                                LUKE
                        I don’t need a babysitter, Ellen.  I’ll be fine here.
 
                                                ELLEN
                        I know, Luke, but it’s still good to have someone here.
                                    (kisses Luke quickly)
                        I’ll be home by eleven, and Katie has my cell number.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Have fun.
 
(Ellen heads out the front door, and Avery goes to the kitchen.)
 
                                                KATIE
                        You owe me.
 
                                                AVERY
                        I know, I know.  You are a lifesaver.  Hey, Rob.
 
                                                ROB
                        Hey.  Where are you going all dressed up like that?
 
                                                AVERY
                        Elena is taking me to dinner.
 
                                                KATIE
                        I can’t believe you’re wearing a tie.
 
                                                AVERY
                        She said to get dressed up.
                                    (a horn honks)
                        That’s me.  See you later, dad!
 
(Avery hurries out the back door.)
 
                                                LUKE
                                    (coming into kitchen)
                        Where are you going?  Your sister is cooking dinner
                        now!
 
                                                KATIE
                        Do you want a salad with dinner, dad?
 
                                                LUKE
                        Whatever you feel like making, honey.  I have to finish
                        in the living room.
 
                                                KATIE
                        We’ll be ready in a couple minutes.
 
(Luke goes back into the living room.  He continues to organize things.  When he comes across a swimsuit edition of a sports magazine, he is thoroughly disgusted.  He drops it to the floor as if it were diseased.  The magazine continues to preoccupy him as he finishes cleaning the living room.)
 
                                                ROB
                        So I guess watching the game tonight is out of the
                        question.
                                                KATIE
                        It depends on my dad.  He may have something else
                        he wants to watch tonight.
 
                                                ROB
                        We could go to my house.
 
(Katie hands him three plates, and Rob sets the table.)
 
                                                KATIE
                        Not before someone else comes home.  You know
                        the deal, Rob.
 
                                                ROB
                        I still don’t understand why you don’t have a nurse or
                        someone sitting with him when your mom’s away.
 
                                                KATIE
                        We do, but he only qualifies for 20 hours a week.
                        Anyway, it’s not that big a deal, Rob.  All we really
                        need to do is make sure he doesn’t go anywhere but
                        the back yard.  Do you want a salad?
 
                                                ROB
                        No, this is good.
 
                                                KATIE
                        Dad, dinner is ready.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Katie, I need you to see something.
 
                                                KATIE
                        Okay.  I’ll be right there.
 
(Katie brings the pot over to the table.)
 
                                                LUKE
                        Katie!  Katie, come here!
 
(Katie heads to the living room, Rob right behind her.)
 
                                                KATIE
                        I’m right here, dad.
 
                                                LUKE
                                    (pointing to magazines)
                        I don’t know how this got in here, but we need to get
                        rid of it.
 
                                                KATIE
                        Okay.
 
(Katie moves to get the magazine, but Luke stops her.)
 
                                                LUKE
                        No, you don’t, Katie.  You don’t need to see that.
 
                                                KATIE
                        What should we do about it?
 
                                                LUKE
                        It doesn’t belong in the house, that’s for sure.
                                    (to Rob)
                        Why did you do this?
 
                                                ROB
                        Excuse me?
 
                                                LUKE
                                    (pointing to magazine)
                        You know we don’t allow filth like this into our home.
 
(Rob slowly moves towards the magazine; Luke lets him pick it up.)
 
                                                KATIE
                        Dad, it’s just a magazine.  It’s Avery’s, actually.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Avery would never bring something like that into this
                        house.
                                    (to Rob)
                        You, young man, are not welcome here anymore.
 
                                                KATIE
                        Dad, come on.  It’s not his.
 
                                                LUKE
                                    (ignoring Katie)
                        You need to leave right now.  Do you hear me?
 
                                                ROB
                        Mr. Hanson, I’m sorry that you’re upset by this, but
                        I don’t
 
                                                LUKE
                        I said out!  Take your things and get out!
 
                                                KATIE
                        Just go, Rob.  I’ll call you later.
 
(Rob slowly heads to the kitchen, magazine in hand.  Instead of leaving, Rob waits in the kitchen for Katie.)
 
                                                LUKE
                        That boy is not welcome in this house anymore, Katie.
                        Do you hear me?
 
                                                KATIE
                        Dad, it’s not his magazine.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Nobody brings that filth, that pornography into my
                        house and then lies about it.  No, sir!
 
                                                KATIE
                        Okay, dad.  Dinner is ready.
 
                                                LUKE
                        I don’t care how it got in here, but, boy, it’s not staying
                        in this house.  He’s got another thing coming if he
                        thinks he can just sneak stuff into this house without
                        our approval;
 
                                                KATIE
                        Dad, do you want to eat out here or in the kitchen?
 
                                                LUKE
                        I’m not hungry.  I’ll eat later.
 
                                                KATIE
                        Okay.  I’m going to eat now, though, all right?
 
                                                LUKE
                        Sure.  Do what you want.
 
(He returns to puttering, and Katie goes into the kitchen.)
 
                                                KATIE
                                    (quiet)
                        What are you doing here?  You need to go home.
 
                                                ROB
                        The man is crazy, Katie.
 
                                                KATIE
                        No kidding.  You need to not be here right now, okay?
 
                                                ROB
                        I’m not leaving you here alone with that madman.
 
                                                KATIE
                        It’s fine, Rob.  You go home, and he’ll calm down, and
                        it’ll all be all right.
 
                                                ROB
                        Katie,
 
                                                KATIE
                        Just go.  Please.
 
                                                LUKE
                                    (in living room)
                        I better not be hearing that boy’s voice in this house!
 
                                                KATIE
                                    (pushing Rob to back door)
                        Go.  I’ll be fine.
 
                                                ROB
                        You need to call me.
 
                                                KATIE
                        I will; later.  I promise.
 
(Not happy, Rob leaves through the back door.  Katie makes sure he takes the magazine with him.  As Katie takes away Rob’s place setting at the table, Luke comes to the kitchen door.)
 
                                                KATIE                         (continued)
                        Dad, dinner is ready.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Oh, thanks, but I’m not hungry.
 
                                                KATIE
                        You sure?  It’s macaroni and cheese.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Hm.  No, I’m okay for now.  Your brother will want
                        some, though.  Avery!  Dinner is ready!
 
                                                KATIE
                        He’s not here, dad.  He went out.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Don’t be ridiculous; it’s a school night.  Avery!
 
                                                KATIE
                        He’s out with Elena.  She’s taking him to a fancy
                        restaurant.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Nobody told me he was going out.
 
                                                KATIE
                        I’m sure mom just forgot.  He’ll be back soon.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Where is your mother?
 
                                                KATIE
                        She’s having dinner with the girls.  Do you want to
                        eat in front of the television?
 
                                                LUKE
                                    (heading into living room)
                        No, I’m all right.  Do you want to watch something?
 
                                                KATIE
                        Nope.  I’ll just go upstairs and finish my homework.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Sounds like a good plan.
 
(Luke sits on the couch, turns on the television, and watches it.  As Katie cleans up the kitchen and makes herself a plate, Luke lies on the couch, still watching television.  Katie takes her dinner and heads upstairs.)
 
                                                KATIE
                        Everything’s clean in the kitchen, dad.  I’m just going
                        upstairs.
 
                                                LUKE
                                    (not paying attention to her)
                        Fine, fine.
 
                                                KATIE
                        Everything okay with you?
 
                                                LUKE
                        Hm?  Fine.  Go eat your dinner, sweetheart.
 
(Katie waits a moment then heads upstairs.
 
THURSDAY AFTERNOON:
 
Luke is asleep on the couch.  The television is on.  Avery chases Katie in the front door.  Katie has the mail; she is waving a letter to Avery in her hand.  Katie runs towards the stairs.)
 
                                                AVERY
                        You better give that to me or
 
                                                KATIE
                        Or what?  You can’t even catch me, mister great
                        athlete himself.
 
                                                AVERY
                        I ran a 6.8 forty-yard dash just
 
                                                KATIE
                        In your dreams you ran that fast!
 
(When Avery grabs for the letter, Katie tosses it.  Avery barely manages to get it.)
 
                                                LUKE
                                    (sitting up)
                        What are you two screaming about?  Can’t you act
                        like civilized human beings for a change?
 
                                                KATIE
                        Yeah; civilized, Avery.  Do you even know what
                        that is?
 
                                                AVERY
                                    (reading letter)
                        It’s from the Diamondbacks.  I knew I saw their scout
                        at the game.
 
                                                LUKE
                        You still shouldn’t be running like maniacs through this
                        house.
 
                                                AVERY
                        Dad, they want me to play professional baseball.  This
                        is absolutely incredible!
 
                                                LUKE
                        You have to finish high school, Avery.  That’s not up
                        for debate.
 
                                                AVERY
                                    (reading letter)
                        I will, dad.  This is for the summer.  They saw me play
                        last week, they were impressed with how I played at
                        several positions, their recruiter stayed the whole
                        game so he could see me finish the game; this is
                        fantastic!
 
                                                LUKE
                        Avery, you know what we said about baseball.  School
                        comes first, then sports.
 
                                                AVERY
                        Dad, I understand, but this is the major leagues.  They
                        want me to start playing for them in June.
 
                                                KATIE
                        Don’t you have to be 18 to play pro ball?
 
                                                AVERY
                        16, actually.  They said I should call them as soon as
                        I make a decision.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Well, at least wait for your mother to come home.
 
                                                AVERY
                        I will.  Thanks, dad.
 
(Ellen comes in the back door.  She leaves her bags on the dining table.)
 
                                                KATIE
                        Are you hungry, dad?  I haven’t eaten since breakfast,
                        and I am starving.
 
                                                LUKE
                        We had grilled cheese for lunch today.
 
                                                KATIE
                        Do you want a snack?
 
                                                LUKE
                        No, thanks, Katie.  You’ve done enough cooking for
                        one day.
 
(Ellen comes into the living room.)
 
                                                ELLEN
                        Oh, good; we’re all here.
 
                                                LUKE
                        Ellen.  You’re home early.
 
(Katie gives Ellen the rest of the mail.)
 
                                                ELLEN
                        We’re supposed to go shopping this afternoon,
                        remember?
 
                                                LUKE
                        Oh, yes.  Excellent.  I’m almost ready.
 
(Luke looks around the living room for his sneakers.)