She lowered her head and splashed her face with cold water to wake herself up a bit, the slightly cool water drizzling on her face.
It made her mind a bit clearer, but the dizziness was still there. Mabel Doyle leaned against the sink, stood for several minutes, then dried her face and walked out of the bathroom.
Outside the door, through the floor-to-ceiling window, she saw Jim standing outside the restaurant with a man in the distance.
The man had his back turned, and his posture was tall and prominent. Mabel recognized Bryan White at a glance!
It really was him... Her breath seemed to stop instantly. She stared out the window in a daze, her whole body stiff, her feet rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch.
That tall back, strong and sturdy, was just like in countless dreams at night, still so clear even from this distance.
Mabel leaned slightly to the side, resting against the wall, her eyes fixed on the view outside the window, lost in thought...
