Dramatic Monologue

Are you bothering me? No, not at all. I come here often to reflect and pray. It's quiet in here, isn't it? Here the noise and bustle of the old city seem so far away. I was hoping you would come. Mary of Bethany said you might stop by. I see you had no trouble getting through the heavy oaken gate to the courtyard, and then up the staircase to this room. It hasn't always been that easy. There were times when that gate was locked against our enemies. Not that locking it would really have done any good if they really wanted to get in. May I introduce myself? I'm John Mark. You probably just know me as Mark. This house was where my mother Mary and I lived along with Rhoda, our servant girl. My mother and I were not particularly brave people. We wanted nothing to do with a r…