Sophia looked at the man sitting on the bench. He was a young man, not more than thirty years old, quite thin, with a delicate, pale face. He was looking somewhere and lost in thought.
An idea suddenly occurred to her. Mitch knew him. Was he the guy Diana was looking for?
"Excuse me, sir? Are you Mr. Henry?" Asked Sophia.
The man looked at her, fixed his eyes on her face for a moment, and then looked to Mitch.
His face changed slightly, paused, and said, "He's..."
He rubbed his eyes and smiled wryly, "I see her dog... Another illusion..."
Sophia didn't know what he was talking about and repeated her question, "Excuse me, sir. Are you Mr. Henry?"
The man raised his head and nodded slightly, "Yeah... Do you know me? I haven't seen you."
Sophia had more assurance in her heart. He was Henry. And Mitch knew him… Maybe he was the Henry Diana had been looking for.
