Sharon and Francesca rode an auto-hover car home.

Francesca played a holo-cast:

"You see, my children, there's neither the future nor the past. Time is the cosmos’ means of creating itself moment by moment in the here and now."

"Why can we observe distant stars from the past?" asked a student.

"The universe stores its memories in light, frequency, and vibration, just as we do our own."

"Nonsense!" said Sharon.

"Sharon, can you respect what I watch? You knew about my New Age beliefs when we got married. I know you're an award-winning cosmologist …"

"It's not that, Francesca. I've helped to develop the first prototype time chamber."

"And you have yet to get it working properly."

"Soon, Francesca, very soon …"

— — — —

Sharon fired up the time chamber. "This will take years of testing before human trials. I'll disprove that sham guru!"

"Computer, set a time jump for three years ahead."

“Warning Sharon, the chamber must exist for your arrival and departure.”

"Oh right, make it three hours. Proceed."

Sharon's elementary particles dispersed into a vast nothingness, sans spacetime.