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He didn't know what to think. She reminded him of her, but he was unsure. She sat on a bench made of- what looked like- oak. She had longish, brown hair that hung in loose waves. She wore black trousers, knee-high dark brown boots, a white blouse and a dark brown leather coat.
The woman was holding his hat while inspecting it. When she looked up and saw him, she instantly got up and walked towards him.
"I'm guessing this is your hat." She said with a kind smile.
"Yes! Yes, thank you!" he replied, returning her smile. She laughed softly and handed his hat back to him.
"My name is Sarah Jane Smith." She said, and held her hand out in greeting. He smiled nervously as he shook her hand.
"My name's John Smith. It's nice to meet you Miss Smith."
"What's wrong?" Ah, he must have forgotten about how observant Sarah Jane could be.
"Nothing," He lied. But, at the sceptical look she gave him, he admitted "I used to know someone with the exact same name as you. She was my best friend...I still consider her as my best friend."
"What happened to her?" she asked gently.
"I don't know, to be honest. We travelled together for a while. Then, one day, we had to part ways. I haven't seen her since."
"I...I used to know somebody who was called John Smith. Many, many years ago," And he smiled softly as she said that. She was interrupted by the wind, suddenly picking up again.
"Would you like a cup of tea John? You look like you could do with some rest."
"Yes please, if it's okay."
And she smiled brightly again, "Of course it is. Come on, I don't live that far away."