“June?”

I turn at the sound of her voice. Same height as me, same build, her face a reflection of my own.

We try to compress fifty years of missed hugs into that first one.

“Look,” she says. “Same coat.”

We laugh, twin snorts escaping at exactly the same time.

Laura Besley writes short fiction and squeezes her writing into the bookends of her day. She has lived in Holland, Germany, and Hong Kong, but now lives in land-locked central England and misses the sea. Her flash fiction collection, The Almost Mothers, was published in March 2020. She tweets at @laurabesley.