By Mick Helson
“Hello, James,” said the elderly man as he walked into the familiar room.
James was sitting at a small table by the window, sunlight reflecting off his twinkling blue eyes.
As the elderly man walked closer, he took note of the quality of James’ skin. Yet again, it looked more youthful since his last visit. One of the little wrinkles that had run across the upper part of James’ nose appeared to have vanished. The elderly man was sure of it. He had run over the images of James’ face many times in his mind over the past weeks, noting and holding on to every small detail.[Read more…] about Something Lost