"Sam, there's something I need to tell you."

"What is it Anne?"

"I think it's time we went our separate ways."

Pause

"Why?"

"I'm sorry. I've found someone else."

Pause

"Who is she?"

"It's not a she this time, Sam, it's a he."

Pause

"A he."

Pause

"You're leaving me for a man."

Pause

"But I always thought... but we..."

"Things change, Samantha. David has put me on the right path again. I'm sorry."

Pause

"Please don't look for me again, or mention our past to anyone."

Anne picks up her bag and rises. She looks down at Samantha, who sits motionless, watching the planes beyond the glass.

"Take care of yourself. Goodbye."

Anne walks briskly and exits stage left. She does not look back.

Sam sits alone, hands clutched, still staring into the distance. Pain breaks, almost distorting her features.