Chapter 21
His thoughts were interrupted with a soft touch on his fore-arm and a familiar voice saying, “Hello Jason, how are you?”
He turned to look at a lady younger than he; or was she? Her hair was fashionably styled, her petite figure accented by a pair of designer jeans, and a silk pink blouse. The eyes were now wrinkled but there was a sparkle, a sparkle that looked new, fresh, as if it had been absent for a long time. The mouth still had the sensual upturn that used to drive Jason crazy. She had grown older but she had not changed. She was still the same girl he had loved 35 years before.
“Katy Lynn? How…, how are you?” he said.
He had thought for thirty-five years how he would react to seeing her. But now, all rehearsed words were forgotten. So he just took her hands an
