“How did you even know it was me? I look so different now,” I say.
“I don’t think you look that different. You’re just the older version of you. Your eyes are the same. You still squint a little when you’re unsure about something…and when you smile, you have a careful way of curling your lips—just enough to cause your eyes to sparkle.” He smiles at me, as I melt in front of him.