It’s a small hot room for waiting in. Brightly lit. A woman comes out of the treatment room. We’re at the physio – she’s been, I’m going.
There’s a flash of familiarity. A look, a colour, a scarf. Connections nudge my brain.
“Hello, how are you?”
She smiles. Her nudge reaction triggered in response.
“I’m very well. How are you?”
Then in that instant we realise we’ve never seen each other before in our lives. We just look like the kind of people we might have known.
“I, er. Sorry. I can’t… Must go.”
“Yes, me too. Bye.”
Ghost smiles linger.
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