For the
lifein1973 Friday Drabble Challenge: He'd had thirty-three years to come to terms with his feelings but this man, this stranger more familiar to him than anything else in the sterile station, hadn’t even had thirty three days yet.
Gene wanted to speak to him, wanted to grab him by his shoulders, ask him if he knew who he was. But he couldn't.
Tyler walked past him, like a sleepwalker oblivious to his surroundings, and Gene said nothing.
He saw him again the next morning, in a short article tucked away in the corner of page eight.
It wasn’t the first newspaper clipping Gene kept.