EXT. MIRROR LAKE PICNIC AREA, MEDICINE BOW N.F., WY - SUNSET
Wanda and DAISY, 70-ish, both in tennis shoes, pants, sweaters over t-shirts, sit at a bench, aimed at the small lake surrounded by trees and hill-sized rocky outcroppings.
DAISY: You're going to miss our balmy winters.
Wanda smiles.
WANDA: Balmy is the hundred and four on Ruth's porch thermometer yesterday.
DAISY: Thank goodness it's a dry heat.
WANDA: Ninety percent humidity dry.
DAISY: Icky sticky. How cold does it get?
WANDA: Low twenties, but that's rare. Average lows in the mid-thirties.
DAISY: Our average high.
WANDA: You should move down.
Daisy looks at her, Wanda looks at Daisy.
WANDA (CONT.): Seriously. I think you'd like Kerrville. Maybe giver it some thought..
Daisy considers this.
DAISY: Alright. I will.
A RAINBOW TROUT leaps and splashes.
WANDA/DAISY: Rainbow.
WANDA/DAISY: Jinx.
Daisy gets her phone, finds and shows Wanda a selfie CLEM, mid-70s, has taken with Tom and Gil near a small fire in a pit made of rocks, on the banks of a small alpine lake. Patches of snow on the ground and covering the peaks of distant mountains. Tom and Ed sit on a log, Gil is kneeling behind them. Each wear flannel shirts and ballcaps, have three-day beards and are smiling. Tom uses both hands to display a huge rainbow trout.
Wanda and Daisy stare.
WANDA: Gil has that framed in his den.
DAISY: He told me in the letter he sent with the card. Clem was so looking forward to their Port Aransas trip.
WANDA: So was Tom.
Daisy pockets phone, they watch the last of the sun dip out of view.
DAISY: Feel that temperature change?
WANDA: Sure do.
A lull.
DAISY: Ready?
Wanda nods. They stand, walk out of view. Another FISH LEAP AND SPLASH.
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