The light moves slowly from dark to light.
The effect of a painting being cleaned.
Revealed is:
A small cottage on the east coast.
A summerās evening.
The sound of the sea through the open door.
It is not usually lived in full time.
Camp has been made here by someone with a domestic hand.
Wild flowers in milk bottles.
Candles in wine bottles.
Tupperware fruit bowl.
The room is at a slight tilt.
The land beneath it is being eroded.
But this should not be obvious to the naked eye, and only becomes apparent when, for example, something spherical is placed on the kitchen table.
And ROSE.
Her nose is bleeding.
Blood has spilled down her top.
She looks around the room and does nothing to tend to her nose.
She looks for a long time at a basket of washing on the floor.
Finally she raises her voice.
ROSE. How are the children?
HAZEL (off).What? Oh, the ā theyāre fine, theyāre ā just keep holding it Rose! At the bridge. Are you doing it?
ROSE. Yes.
HAZEL enters with a towel.
HAZEL. And put your head down!
ROSE puts her head down.
Here.
HAZEL clamps the towel over ROSEās nose. ROSE holds it there.
Iām so sorry, Rose, it isnāt broken is it? Itās not swollen anyway.
ROSE. Itās fine.
HAZEL. No Iām mortified. I donāt know what ā can I, sorry, let me just, I wonāt hurt you.
HAZEL lifts ROSEās chin.
She gently wipes the blood from her nose and chin.
ROSE watches her.
Look at your lovely top. Would you like me to put it in to soak?
ROSE. No, / thatās
HAZEL. Please let me, you can borrow / something
ROSE. No, I donāt care, I hate it. It doesnāt suit me any more. Honestly, Iāll throw it away.
HAZEL. Oh you canāt! Because of this? But I can get that out, no problem, I have a special, itās a stick, for oil-based products.
ROSE. Oil-based?
HAZEL. You know, blood, butter. All dairy really. Suncream. Semen.
ROSE. Thatās a big problem you have is it?
HAZEL. Well, when the boys were younger.
ROSE. You have boys?
HAZEL. Very young / I mean, not
ROSE. How many do you have?
HAZEL. What?
ROSE. How many / children?
HAZEL. Please let me wash it. It wouldnāt take me ten minutes.
ROSE. Itās fine, it doesnāt
HAZEL. No but, I feel terrible, I donāt know why I got so frightened, just / I thought I was alone
ROSE. I should have knocked.
HAZEL. I wasnāt expecting anyone, weāre so isolated here / so I just
ROSE. I did call out. The door was on the latch.
HAZEL. It isnāt your fault. Iāve been on pins all day. And normally you hear the tyres, on the gravel so
ROSE. The taxi dropped me at the top / of the drive.
HAZEL. It isnāt your fault it was just feeling you come up behind me, I sort of, I panicked.
ROSE. Fight or flight.
HAZEL. And also, (yes I spose) no but and also Rose, when I saw you standing there, Rose donāt take this the wrong / way but
ROSE. Itās fine, Hazel.
HAZEL. But we heard youād died!
ROSE. Ah.
HAZEL. Yes so it was a bit of a shock.
,
Lovely youāre not of course.
They laugh. HAZEL takes off the apron she is wearing, shuts the door.
Sorry, letās ā start again! So good to see you. Is it stopping?
ROSE takes the towel away from her face.
ROSE. Yes, I think so.
HAZEL. Good, thatās good. Sorry, what were you saying?
ROSE. Oh. How many children do you have?
HAZEL. Right yes, after Lauren you mean?
ROSE. Yes.
HAZEL. Th...