[Grandmother rattles off the day's schedule at the breakfast table] [as Sharon]
I don't think I'll be able to do any of those today.
[surprised]
What did you say?
Sharon! You interrupted your grandmother.
Well I have something important to tell you. [emphatically] Mother, I think what you and Daddy did to us children is lousy! In fact, I think it stinks!
Sharon!
[approaching Grandmother]
And let's get this straight, I'm not Sharon, I'm Susan. [facing her mother] Sharon, your Sharon, is out in California with Daddy.
But it's impossible!
You can't be Susan.
But I AM Susan. Sharon and I met at camp, so we decided to switch places. She bit off her fingernails and I cut her hair, and now she's out in California with Dad, swimming and riding my horse and having a KEEN time and I'm stuck here with these lousy music lessons and I HATE them!
Oh I'm sorry, Mother. But I wanted to see you, and I missed not having a mother. I love you very much, and I wondered, if you could love me as me and not as Sharon. Please?
Oh Susan! [she hugs Susan] Oh my darling. Why didn't you let me know? Why didn't you tell me?
I couldn't help it. I mean, I wanted to be near you and to know what it was like to have a mother and everything.
Oh, Baby. [they hug again]
[getting up and hugging Susan]
Susan, darling! Let me look at you. [to Maggie] She's EXACTLY ...
I know, I can't believe it.
