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73INT. SHOP/POST OFFICE - DAWN

Still raining outside, as SIOBHAN, in the shawl with the rose pattern, enters MRS O’RIORDAN’S.

MRS O’RIORDAN

Siobhan Suilleabhain, well well.

SIOBHAN

I only came in for rashers, Mrs

O’Riordan, I’ve no time to talk, I’m

afraid.

MRS O’RIORDAN

(a look)

A letter came for you.

MRS O’RIORDAN hands her a stamped, green envelope. SIOBHAN notices it has already been carefully steamed open.

SIOBHAN

Fell open, did it?

MRS O’RIORDAN

Aye, in the heat, I suppose.

SIOBHAN glances at the cold rain pelting the window, then steps away from MRS O’RIORDAN and reads the letter with her back to her, MRS O’RIORDAN itching to talk about it.

MRS O’RIORDAN (CONT'D)

A job offer, is it?

SIOBHAN glances at her a second, then returns to the letter, infuriating MRS O’RIORDAN no end.

MRS O’RIORDAN (CONT'D)

A job offer... from a library on the

mainland, is it?

SIOBHAN quietly folds the letter away.

SIOBHAN

Just the rashers please, Mrs O’Riordan.

About ten of them.

MRS O’RIORDAN stares, fuming, wrapping the rashers and * slapping them into SIOBHAN’s hand... *

MRS O’RIORDAN

You never tell me anything!!

SIOBHAN takes the rashers, and goes to head out.

MRS O’RIORDAN (CONT'D)

Well it’d crucify him, your leaving! *

SIOBHAN stops in the doorway.

SIOBHAN

No-one’s leaving!

She continues out.

SIOBHAN (CONT'D)

(quietly, to herself)

No-one ever leaves.