She had this unmistakable resemblance to someone he knew. But it had been years and even though the thought of spending an entire journey without figuring out if they had met pinched him, he didn’t know what to do.
‘Have we met before?’ is such a cliché.
As they approached the destination, he grew desperate. There was one another way but he wasn’t sure. Would he remember it after so many years?
8-2-3-5-3-7-5-4-0-3. Her phone rang. He cut the call and switched off the phone.
He had found an answer to his question. He did not want to answer hers.
A bad memory is a good thing except when that is the only thing left!