"Steven?"
Steven turned instinctively toward the voice and he saw a woman standing a short distance away, watching him with an expression caught between certainty and surprise. She was roughly his age, dressed in workout clothes with a gym bag over one shoulder, her hair pulled back.
His brain worked immediately, running the face against whatever it could retrieve. The features were familiar but his memories were blurry.
And he came up empty.
She was already walking toward him, and the closer she got, the more the fog surrounding his memories of her began to thin.
After watching her movements and actions for a moment, it finally clicked in his head.
"Hannah?" he said.
Her face broke into a full smile.
"For a second I thought you'd completely forgotten me," she said, stopping in front of him.
"It actually took me a while to remember. It's quite a pleasant surprise," Steven smiled, closing the car door, then turning to face her properly.
