scene 16
EXT. HUNTER'S HOUSE - DAY
Tom's truck in the driveway, the Rover approaching, garage door opens.
INT. TRUCK
Hunter turns into the driveway, Chloe stares at the truck until the Rover is in the garage and the door closes. Hunter turns off the engine.
HUNTER: Ready?
Chloe shakes her head, unbuckles, leaves frame in leaving Rover. Same with Hunter after he unbuckles.
INT. KITCHEN - MOMENTS LATER
Window over sink frames Tom sitting at patio table, hat off.
HUNTER (O.S.) Tom?
Two beats before Hunter and Chloe enter from hall, Hunter with a grocery bag he sets on center island. They stare at Tom.
CHLOE: Belt buckle?
HUNTER: Two linked turquoise horseshoes on silver.
Chloe gets phone, aims, takes picture. Tom turns to them as if he has heard it.
CHLOE: Here we go.
EXT. PATIO
Tom stands, watches Hunter and Chloe come out through the sliding glass door, approach, Chloe slightly behind Hunter.
HUNTER: Sorry it took so long, there was a big rig crash at the ten twenty-five split.
TOM: Ain't nothin' to apologize for, I just been sittin' here takin' in the fresh air and view. I'm the one oughta be apologizin' for intrudin' on y'all.
HUNTER: You're not intruding. Tom, I'd like to introduce you to Chloe, my daughter. Chloe, this is Tom Walker.
CHLOE: Hello.
TOM: Hello, Chloe.
HUNTER: Did you show yourself around?
TOM: I did. Ya got a real nice place here.
HUNTER: So Tom, Chloe, who is vegetarian, is making dinner, the Chloe casserole featuring roasted vegetables, spinach, black beans and tofu in the form of enchilada, if Chloe deems that a fit description of the delicacy.
Chloe nods.
CHLOE: Enchilada yes, delicacy is in the taste buds of the beholder.
HUNTER: But if you're used to meat with your meals, there's chicken that can be added to yours.
TOM: I'll stick with the original, thank you very much. Me and my wife have been cuttin' down on our meat consumption for awhile, and noticin' the difference for the better.
CHLOE: I'll get it started. If you'll excuse me, Tom.
TOM: Yes ma'am. You done excused me.
Chloe looks at Hunter, who barely nods. Hunter and Tom watch Chloe leave into the dining room, cross into kitchen out of view.
HUNTER: She's shy by nature, and nervous.
TOM: Makes two of us.
HUNTER: Three. She's also curious and might have a question or two.
TOM: Well. I'll answer any questions y'all got. Mem'ry ain't what it used to be but my brief time with your mother's clear as the lake.
HUNTER: A recollection over dinner would go well.
Tom nods.
TOM: Mind if I ask if she's visitin' or comin' home?
HUNTER: Visiting. She lives with her mother in San Luis Obispo.
TOM: High school.
HUNTER: Starts senior year in a few weeks.
TOM: Prob'ly don't need me to tell ya she takes after her mother.
HUNTER: Not to make me aware of it. I'm confident she wouldn't mind hearing that.
TOM: Yessir.
HUNTER: Hunter. If you don't mind.
TOM: Yessir. Hunter.
HUNTER: When did you do the search that led to my mother's obituary?
TOM: Ten years ago last month. Found it in a newspaper archive.
HUNTER: What paper?
TOM: Orange County Register.
HUNTER: What prompted the search?
TOM: Me and my wife was talkin' about takin' a trip. Lake Tahoe come up. She asked if I'd been. Told her I had. That led to me tellin' her about me and your mother. That led to us lookin' her up.
INT. KITCHEN
Chloe observes them from behind center island as she sorts through casserole ingredients. She takes a ;picture of them.
EXT. PATIO
I wrote ya a letter, care of your publisher.
HUNTER: I never got it.
TOM: Never sent it. I didn't know what all your mom mighta told ya. If anything.
HUNTER: Tom Walker from Texas. Cowboy on his way to Mexico to meet a friend. Good dancer and a gentleman. From where in Texas?
TOM: Me and my sister grew up in a town called Bandera.
HUNTER: What's your middle name, Tom?
TOM: Travis.
HUNTER: For whom or what?
TOM: My grandad on my mom's side. Travis Buford. Travis Sawyer Buford. My sister keeps up the family tree on one a them ancestry sites.
HUNTER: Is that so?
TOM: Yessir. Yes, Hunter.
HUNTER: What's your sister's name and where is she?
TOM: Ruth. She's lives in Ingram, Texas. That's where I'm headed.
HUNTER: Is she alright and your only sibling?
TOM: Yes to both. Me and my wife and Ruthie are goin' in on a house in Kerrville, if you're familiar with the area.
HUNTER: Hill country.
TOM: You been?
HUNTER: I'm down once a year to see a good friend in Wimberley.
TOM: Alright.
HUNTER: Are your parents living?
TOM: No sir.
HUNTER: Do I have siblings?
TOM: Not that I know of.
HUNTER: Your wife.
TOM: Wanda. She'd be along but stayed home to be with a friend whose husband just passed.
HUNTER: How long have you been married?
TOM: It'll be twenty-five years the second a November.
HUNTER: Previous marriage or marriages?
TOM: No sir.
HUNTER: Wanda and Ruth know you're here?
TOM: They do.
HUNTER: What if I hadn't known who you are?
TOM: I'da been turned around and askin' for directions to Drippin' Springs Road.
HUNTER: Every phone has a G-P-S feature, if not your truck.
TOM: I'da been fibbin' and toldya I'd lost it if you'd brought it up.
HUNTER: Can I get you a lemonade?
TOM: Lemonade'd be great, thank you.
HUNTER: B-R-B.
TOM: Pardon?
HUNTER: Be right back?
TOM: Ah. Right. B-R-H..
Hunter walks to house.
INT. KITCHEN
Chloe at casserole prep, two glasses of lemonade added, gaze on Tom, Hunter nearing. SOUND OF SLIDING GLASS DOOR OPENED before Hunter enters, stops when he sees the lemonade.
HUNTER: Mind reader.
CHLOE: I reckon we oughta thought to pick up some sarsaparilla.
Hunter smiles, aims his gaze at Tom, Chloe turns hers to Hunter.
HUNTER: Gut feeling at first sight?
CHLOE: Probably doesn't bite. So?
HUNTER: No siblings. Sister in Texas, parents deceased. Sister, Ruth, keeps a family tree on an ancestry site.
CHLOE: Really.
HUNTER: He and his wife are selling in Laramie and going in with Ruth on a house. in Kerrville.
CHLOE: Texas.
HUNTER: Texas.
CHLOE: We'll have to take a selfie.
HUNTER: Yes we will.
He takes the lemonades, leaves into dining room.
HUNTER (O.S.) Thanks for the lemonades.
CHLOE: Dad.
HUNTER (O.S.): Daughter.
CHLOE: He's here.
HUNTER (O.S.): He is.
We HEAR SLIDING GLASS DOOR CLOSED. Chloe watches Hunter take the lemonades to the patio. A brief exchange before Hunter raises hos glass to toast. Chloe is quick with her phone and captures Tom bringing his glass to Hunter's. They sit and converse. Suddenly both cross one leg over the other the same way and in synch as if choreographed, pausing their conversation. Chloe smiles.