Carmen got home late again, from work. When she rounded the corner of her apartment building, she saw a shadowy figure standing in front of her door. He was taping something on her door, when she came up behind him.

"Hello. Can I help you?" He turned around, startled. "Oh! I'm sorry. I was looking for David…" The guy produced a worn picture from his pocket. "He looks like this…I think. This picture was taken a long time ago." Carmen took the picture in her hands. "Yeah…this is him. He's my step dad. But he and my mother are out of town for a couple of days. You can come back when he's home?" He shook his head. "Actually, I was planning on going back to London, if I couldn't find him." "Oh so you are from London? That's cool. How do you exactly know David?" The guy took his hands out of his pockets, and moved his foot around. "My name is Stephen. I'm his son."