DESCRIBE the middle-class house with the modest front yard, much like the others up and down the quiet street. The truck backed into the driveway. Wyoming plates on every visible vehicle. A few United States flags.
Tom in western wear including cowboy boots and hat, and Wanda in robe and slippers come out front door to deck and toward truck. Tom suitcase, Wanda steaming mug of coffee. Keys on ring hang from Tom’s belt loop.
WANDA: Which way?
TOM: Scenic route. Thinkin’ I’ll have lunch at that Mexican place in Cimarron we stopped at comin’ back last year.
WANDA: Tortilla Azul. That was delicious.
TOM: Azul, right. Knew it was tortilla somethin’. If it’s still there.
A BLACK WOMAN, 30, enters frame pushing a stroller along the sidewalk. She wears headphones and has the leash for th DOG that walks alongside the stroller attached to a wrist. When she nears the driveway she waves, there wave back.. They watch her push the stroller out of frame.
TOM: Never seen her before.
WANDA: She and her husband and another child just moved in to the house across from the park.
TOM: Alright. Well good.
Tom sets down the suitcase, uses key to open driver’s door, puts suitcase in well under passenger side, lowers the center of the bench seat into a console, takes coffee from Wanda, sets it in holder, turns to Wanda, they embrace.
To be continued.
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