Beyond the Dark Productions - ‘The Road of Shadows’ - Season 4 | Original audio drama
LilyC for Grace
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This role is in the Supporting category – (50 - 200 lines)
Grace is a resident of the small town of Oakwood. She has lived in town for many decades and raised her daughter Christina as a single mother. She is strong-willed, independent, and does not suffer fools. A kind and caring mother, Grace has always put her daughter’s needs before her own.
However, in a strange turn of events, Grace’s daughter Christina walked out of the house two years ago without a word and has never been seen since. After the disappearance, Grace has become more and more cynical of the other residents of Oakwood, and these days she does not socialise much with anyone at all. She knows that something isn’t right in the town, and does not understand why no one else will talk about it. Grace often refers to the townspeople as ‘ostriches’ due to their tendency to bury their heads in the sand. Although Grace desperately wants to know what happened to Christina, she feels isolated and alone with no one to help her.
Due to the hardships she has endured in recent times, Grace’s voice reflects a certain jaded and world-weary quality as she struggles to retain any hope in the world around her.
- american
- female adult
(Giving her thoughts on the disappearance of an acquaintance, an event that happened several decades ago and which has long been the subject of speculation) “You know what I think? I think something awful happened to Tommy. Something that made him lose his mind. And after that he went running off into the woods, and - if I had to guess - I’d say he ended up at the bottom of some deep, dark ravine in a place where no one’s ever going to find him.”
(Fondly recalling her relationship with Christina. Nostalgic, with an underlying sense of loss and regret) “Chrissy and me were always close. I know that some kids don’t get along with their folks after they hit those ‘teenage years’, but it was never like that with us. We used to sit and watch Jeopardy together and go for walks, and every Tuesday night was Monopoly night, come rain, hail or shine. The two of us were working our way through Grandma’s stack of recipes, too. Putting everything in order and writing ‘em all nice and neat in a brand new book Chrissy picked up at the newspaper store. She loved scrapbooking and drawing pictures.”
(Somewhat cynical after she is told that no one in town knows why people are suddenly disappearing) “Well, I’m not exactly surprised to hear that. Lots of ostriches in this town. Sorry... that’s just what I call the folk who bury their heads in the sand. Seems to be a lot of those around here lately.”
