6.19 script — Travellers Hub

The same one from before. Early morning light, soft and clear. Julia and Hannah stand opposite the cafe, glancing toward the entrance.

At the café? That's how it starts?

Two years from now. The day of the funeral.

So what, I'm not supposed to know you until then?

I didn't make the rules.

Who did?

The two stand there for a moment, contemplating. Then:

If you think about it—

Don't.

If none of this had happened—

I said don't.

Time is a funny thing.

(suddenly earnest)

Thank you.

For what?

For saving me.

Nah. We're just lucky we found each other.

Julia nods in amusement, then starts walking off.

Where are you going?

I'm not supposed to know you yet, remember?

Okay, *when* are you going?

(from a distance)

There's just something I have to do. Come find me later.

Later?

You know what I mean.

She turns the corner. Hannah stares thoughtfully at the café door.