Chapter 4
Phillip couldn’t believe his eyes. It was her. Sarah Nash was here, standing right in front of him!
Even though her hair was no longer its original brunette color and she was much older now, Phillip would still recognize her anywhere—the oval face with its wide expressive eyes, kissable lips, and cheeks that dimpled when she grinned. But she wasn’t smiling now, and her face looked like she’d seen much sorrow. Yet she was more beautiful than the last time he’d seen her. Before she’d disappeared.
He remembered her: funny, down-to-earth, with an easy laugh. She had been one of the more popular girls in his class. But she could easily have passed for a nerd—she’d loved numbers and had been proud of it. She probably didn’t remember him or their brief encounter many years ago; he’d
