Christian Short Stories
"Did I Tell You?" - A One-Act Play

DID I TELL YOU?
By Connie Lanyon-Roberts

Two friends find each other in the parking lot after shopping separately at a mall.

ANGELA

Oh, there you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!

FAYE

Sorry, I just finished the rest of my shopping.

ANGELA

You won’t believe what happened?

FAYE

What?

ANGELA

First, I lost my keys. I looked through my purse, not there.
I went back to the shops, not there. Guess where they
were?

FAYE

Where?

Angela takes her keys out of her pant pocket.

ANGELA

There were in my pants the whole the time. I can be so
ditzy sometimes.

Both women laugh.

FAYE

So, where’s the car?

ANGELA

Ah, that’s the second thing. I’ve lost that too.

FAYE

What? You’ve lost the car?

Angela nods.

FAYE (CONT’D)

Do you have any idea where we parked?

ANGELA

Not really.

FAYE

Do you remember anything?

ANGELA

Not really.

FAYE

It’s my fault too for not paying attention.

Angela lets out a sigh of relief.

ANGELA
(pointing)

Look, there it is!

FAYE

Oh, good!

Angela unlocks the car doors.

ANGELA

Let’s put our bags in the trunk.

FAYE

Why?

ANGELA

I’m hungry. Let’s stop somewhere and get a bit to eat.
The bags will be safer in there.

FAYE

Sounds good to me.

They get in the car.

FAYE (CONT’D)

So, what did you get?

ANGELA

Found lots of sales! I love sales…and this new lipstick.

She applies it on her lips.

ANGELA (CONT’D)

What do you think?

FAYE

It’s a good color on you.

ANGELA

Faye, thanks for coming shopping with me. I don't have many friends and this really meant a lot to me. It's been nice getting
to know you.

FAYE
(chuckling)

Even though we didn't spend much time together?

ANGELA

It doesn't matter. You still came. Anyway, let's go eat.

FAYE

I’ll be glad to get home and put my feet up.

Angela drives the car onto the street.

FAYE (CONT’D)

And, I’ll be glad when all the shopping’s done. Getting
ready for Christmas has been such an ordeal.

ANGELA
(pointing)

Yeah, me too. Oh, look Faye, aren’t those lights beautiful?

FAYE

Angela, watch the road.

ANGELA

Sorry.

FAYE

I love Christmas. I love what Christmas stands for…

ANGELA

Yeah, I love all the expensive presents I get.

FAYE

Angela, Christmas is not about getting presents, it’s about…

Angela gets distracted by more lights.

ANGELA

Wow, that’s a nice display…

FAYE

Angela, watch the road! What’s the matter with you?

ANGELA

Sorry, I’m just tired.

FAYE

That’s okay. Hey, are you still serving turkey on Christmas?

ANGELA

I’m not sure. I think maybe this year I’ll try something
different.

FAYE

Like what?

ANGELA

Well, I'm not much of a cook. Maybe I’ll just have plain old
roasted chicken.

FAYE

Boring…

Angela looks at another display of lights…

FAYE (CONT'D)

Angela, watch out!

LIGHTS GO TO BLACK.

STROBES AND FLASHING LIGHTS ON AS THE WOMEN CRASH.

LIGHTS GO TO BLACK.

LIGHTS SLOWLY FADE IN AS THE WOMEN AWAKEN.

ANGELA

What happened?

FAYE

I don’t know.

The women stand and walk around as if floating.

FAYE (CONT’D )

Angela, something’s wrong.

ANGELA

You think?

FAYE

I can’t feel anything.

They pinch themselves.

ANGELA

I can’t either. What do you think it means?

FAYE
(frightened)

I don’t know.

ANGELA

And where’s the car?

Faye points downward.

FAYEThere it is!

The women look down and then at each other.

FAYE (CONT’D)

Angela, I think we’re dead.

ANGELA

What? Don’t be silly.

FAYE

No, it’s true. We’re dead.

Faye smiles.

ANGELA

What are you smiling about?

FLASHING LIGHTS GO OFF

WHITE LIGHT FADES IN SLOWLY STAGE LEFT

RED LIGHT FADES IN SLOWLY STAGE RIGHT

The women begin to separate.

FAYE (CONT’D)

Isn’t it wonderful? Now we’ll see Jesus!

ANGELA

Who?

FAYE

Jesus! You know about Jesus.

ANGELA

I’ve heard of the guy, but I don’t know him.

FAYE

I told you about him.

ANGELA

No you didn’t!

FAYE

Yes, I did. When we played tennis…oh that wasn’t you.

ANGELA

You’ve never talked to me about Jesus!

FAYE

Are you sure? I didn’t tell you about him when we got together
at the beach?

ANGELA

No! Gosh, I’m so hot! Why am I so hot?

The women are separating more now.

FAYE

Angela, what are you doing over there?

GLORY LIGHT ON LEFT WALL

FLAMES ON RIGHT WALL

ANGELA

Something’s pulling me back!

FAYE

Oh Angela, I’m so sorry!

ANGELAFaye! What’s happening?

FAYE

I never told you about Jesus and now…

Angela screams!

LIGHTS GO TO BLACK

WHITE LIGHT FOCUSES ON FAYE

FAYE

For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life. Don’t be afraid to tell others about Jesus Christ. It’s a matter of their eternal life or eternal separation from God.

THE END

(© 2009 Connie Lanyon-Roberts - written material may not be duplicated without permission.)

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