She offered a polite smile, assuming the conversation had reached its natural end. She rationalized that he probably reminded her of someone she had met. As a psychologist, she had talked to many patients and veterans; maybe that was what was so familiar about him.
Mara tapped her arm, asking for headphones, and the moment slipped away. Elise’s mind lingered on the man, but she did not want to pry into his life. Life was full of these strange overlaps, she reminded herself. Nothing more.