CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: THE REUNION

~MAE~ I guess hallucinations are crazy, as people do say. I blink repeatedly, and I realize I've seen things. There wasn't any sign of Frank anywhere, and the man whom I'd mistaken for him was someone unfamiliar whom I didn't even know. “Hey..” I saw someone say, and at the same time, my eyes caught an arm waving in a particular direction. It was Charles! I recognized him quickly, and without hesitation, I walked towards the table he was sitting at with a lady whom I rightly predicted to be his spouse. “Shortie," he teased, standing up, and I chuckled as we embraced lightly. “Giant..” I joked, too, and we both giggled that I even forgot the presence of his spouse, whom I was also supposed to greet. “You haven't grown any taller, huh?" Charles looked at me, and I rolled my eyes playfully. “My husband loves me that way.” I found myself saying in response that even my subconscious mind had to mutter, ‘Seriously?’. “Uhmm,” he hummed for a while, turning to his side. “Meet Gwendolyn