‘Give me your driver licence,’ she barked. She checked first, and then got the guards to double-check the card. Then she carefully studied the photo of his first birthday. For some reason, she didn’t ask where the photo came from, and consequently, Daniel didn’t feel the time was right to show her the letter that had arrived with it. Comfortable there was no impending threat to Shannon, the guards left them alone in the office. With the guards gone, neither of them knew exactly what they should do next. Should they hug and kiss like long-lost family, or shake hands like complete strangers? The result was neither; Shannon pulled up a chair beside Daniel, and they both just sat there looking at each other. After a long pause, they both spoke at the same time ‘I didn’t mean to stalk you’ ‘So what are you doing here?’ Embarrassed, they went silent again. After a clumsy — you go first; no, after you — start, they nervously exchanged some basic information about themselves: a “how’s the past twenty or so years been for you?
