What's going on?
Hugh was staring at the billboard outside Mcklerin's Bar, staring back at him was the photograph of Sophia, smiling into the camera, her chin resting on her hands, her short auburn hair forming a bob around her face, she had a set bone structure that gave her a Model like look and her hazel brown eyes gleaming. Her nose was small and snub, her mouth was wide and smiling, with a hint of mischief. She did not look any different.
In the last six years, she hadn't changed all that much; would Hugh recognize her? They had only met a few days before.
It had only happened once, but it had been a memorable meeting, one that should stand out even in a young child's memory.