I walked out of the office floating on air. I had a feeling they would hire me, but I didn’t want to jinx it.

Instead of taking the subway, I decided to walk. It was just a few blocks anyways, and the weather was nice and cool.

It was just after 9 AM and the sidewalks were jammed full of people. This was the first time I was part of the New York work-crowd. In my pinstriped suit and high heels, I felt like a true working woman, pounding the pavement like every one else. I relished the feeling.

As I rounded the corner to the block where Mom’s apartment stood, I saw someone, a man with dark hair, speaking to the doorman. Something about the way he held his head was familiar…

I walked closer and the man turned around. I felt the breath catch in my throat. It couldn’t be. His eyes locked with mine. Two different colored eyes, one brown, the other blue.

I kept walking as if I had no control over my legs. Like a robot. I walked right up to him.

He grabbed both of my hands. He said, “Hello, Emily.”