“I am. Can't say it's a pleasant surprise, though,” answered Joyce.

Immediately after hearing the witty reply, Justin broke into laughter. It took him a while to settle down. “You are just adorable, aren't you, Joyce?”

In response to that, Joyce smiled awkwardly. “So why exactly are you here at my house, Mr. Sutter?”

Joyce wondered why the man kept calling her by her first name as though they were close. I've only met him once. The guy's basically a stranger to me.

“Mr. Sutter?” Caitlin glared at Joyce discontentedly before Justin could say anything. “This is Justin! Have you really forgotten all about him?”

“I know what his name is, but what is it about him that you keep insisting that I've forgotten?” Joyce was baffled by her mother's words.

Caitlin could not help but sigh when she saw how confused her daughter was. “You really do have poor memory, don't you?”

“You can't blame Joyce, Mrs. Rivers. After all, we've been apart for twenty years. She was so young then; it's only natural that she can't recall who I am.” Justin remained smiling as he walked over to Joyce and extended his hand to her. “We finally meet again after two decades, Joyce, so please allow me to introduce myself. I'm Justin Sutter, your neighbor twenty years ago. Back then, you would always call me Justin.”

Joyce as her memories slowly began to return to

finger straight at the man. “Oh, you're... you're

Justin's eyes immediately sparkled with

the best of friends when we were little. I would always follow you around no matter where you go. However, you and your family moved away when

tightly by the arms, Joyce was so excited that

on. Is that all you remember about me? That I was a chubby little boy?” asked Justin jokingly with

be mad. I just got a little too excited when I finally remember

possible for me to

touched the spot where the man had patter her. “Justin, did you know who I was already when we met

Justin openly with a

had finally hit it off, Caitlin smiled contentedly and decided to make tea in the kitchen so

be a stranger when you comforted me? You are too much!” Joyce pouted at Justin, pretending to

who I was. Unfortunately, you didn't recognize me at all,”

pretty lame excuse.” Joyce continued to pout

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