6.14
The sea is rough, wind driving waves hard against the shore. Hannah and Will stand near the waterline. The wind tears at their hair and coats. They raise their voices against the tide.
Where are we?
We have a vacation house close by.
But why bring me here?
Because this is right after you receive the call. This is where they tell you that your mother died.
Because you survive it.
How does she die?
Why do you want to know?
Because you showed me.
And why wouldn’t you want to know? Isn’t that what any of us want? To see it coming, to make sense of it before it happens?
You're cruel.
I'm right.
Can I save her?
What if you could? Would you?
Maybe.
Like I saved you?
It's not the same.
No? I don't save you from that crash, none of this happens. What if you're dead already? Who's going to mourn her then? The *universe* is cruel, Hannah.
I know that! Of course I know that! Look at what it did to you. It made you scared. And small. And stuck.
That's where you're wrong. I'm not stuck. I'm free.
He touches her again. THE HUM builds. And we travel to...