Claire shut her eyes and counted to ten, then added another ten on just to be sure. Then she opened them again and looked at the man sitting across the café. She’d not been mistaken; it was a ghost of Christmas past alright. Her stomach flipped, her heart skipped a beat, and there was desire in the pit of her stomach. But her brain stayed strong, her eyes filled with hate even if her heart was letting love leak in at an alarming rate as she sat there staring.
This period of nothingness thought went on and on and when one of her friends asked her if she’d seen the story about the disappearing train passenger she knew without looking it was Mike. A cursory search of the internet confirmed that the devoted father of three and loving husband Mike Lewis has disappeared into thin air on a train journey from London to Cardiff.