“Hey, looks like you could do with a hot meal – how have you been?” It must be five years since the last time we met.
“I’ve been fine” I lied, too ashamed to confess to how I’d been living my life. “How about you? Still working all hours?” As he pulled me to my feet I noticed that he was starting to age, fine lines across his brow, smile lines around his eyes.
We walked across the park to a cafe, “I need the bathroom” he said, “I’ll be right back”
Ten minutes passed.
“May I help you, miss? You look puzzled.”
“Mmmm… thank you, I’m just looking for my father. We came in together a moment ago, but he seems to have wandered off.”