Bruce nodded. “I’ll keep in touch.” Clark stepped aside so the man could get into his car again. Before closing the door, he looked up at Clark one more time. “I…truly regret not taking the opportunity to know your past self,” he admitted. “Maybe this can be an opportunity for both of us to start over; make something new.” He smiled. “It’s nice to meet you, whoever you are.”
Why do I get the uncomfortable feeling Bruce knows more than he is letting on? Please, please don't stop! These fascinating vignettes are keeping me on the edge of my seat!
