About the Author

Meghan Swaby

MEGHAN SWABY is an actor and playwright born and raised in Toronto. As an actor she has worked with b current, Necessary Angel Theatre, Blyth Festival Theatre, Roseneath Theatre, Birdtown and Swanville, Buddies in Bad Times Theatre, Harbourfront Centre, The Kitchen, Nightwood Theatre, and Obsidian Theatre. She is also the voice of Mrs. Bunty in the Nickelodeon animated series Max & Ruby. As a playwright Meghan has participated in the Stratford Festival's Playwrights Retreat and Nightwood Theatre’s Write from the Hip program. Her play Venus’ Daughter received its world premiere with Obsidian Theatre in 2016. In 2017 Meghan’s work was presented at the Billie Holiday Theatre in Brooklyn as part of the inaugural 50in50: Writing Women Into Existence. Meghan is an alumnus of the International Actors’ Fellowship at Shakespeare's Globe in London, England, and received her B.F.A. in Acting from the University of Windsor.

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Things Are Good Now

From “Heading Somewhere”

Holding the corner post for balance, Sara climbs onto the patio chair. She wraps the bedsheet she’s tied to the ledge like a rope around her arm and slowly climbs over her employers’ second floor balcony and down to the quiet street below. A metre or so before her feet touch the ground, she loses her grip and falls on the asphalt. She gets up quickly, adjusts the duffle bag on her back and looks up towards the house. The lights have not been turned on. She takes a deep breath and searches the dark street for the ride Ahmed, her employers’ gatekeeper had arranged for her. She spots an old van a few metres away. Its rear lights flash twice as agreed upon. She walks towards it as fast as she can without running.

“Get in the back,” the driver says from the half-open window before Sara has a chance to make eye contact.

“Cover yourself with that blanket and keep your head down,” he orders with a rushed voice.

Panic takes over as she slides the van door shut. What if this is a trap? She trusts Ahmed. He didn’t let her out of the compound alone for fear of losing his job but he was nice to her. And he has delivered on the promise of finding her someone who, for a fee, would help her. But this man on the other hand could be taking her to the police station instead of the outskirts of Damascus where she’s supposed to meet someone who will take her to Beirut. She shakes the distressing thought away. There is nothing she can do now but hope for the best.

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