CH2



As he looked at the name before him, he could not believe it. He had actually found him. This time he was absolutely sure that it had to be him. As he continued to stare at the name before him he could not help as his eyes watered. He still held the phone and on the other line were two expectant people.

" Did you find it…" at hearing no answer his friends began to worry, "James are you alright…James…James?"

"What…oh yes I am fine," said he emotionally.

"Did you see it…his name…it's him. It says that he is American"

"Yes, I see it, but I don't know…what if it isn't? What if I get all my hopes up and it's not him?"

"It has to be him, I mean how could there be two American men in London with the same name, it would just be too big of a coincidence. Don't you think?"

"Yes, I guess you are right."

"So shall we look him up tomorrow? It says that his wife works for the British Museum, that will be a good place to start."

"I don't know. What if he pushes me away? What if he hates me? I don't think I would be able to handle it," said James not sure of what he should do next for fear of rejection.

"Come on man, you have to do it. I mean after all this time and all the troubles and ups and downs, mostly the downs, you've finally found him and you cant just walk away from him now."

"You're right. Thanks for everything."

"You're welcome. Now at what time shall I pick you up tomorrow to go to the museum?"

"You are coming with me?"

"Of course I am…what? Alright…Mary is too, women!"

"Thank you both so much."



Note: I know…too short but that is all I could come up with at the moment… :)