At the mention of "the photo," Timothy York paused for a moment.
Summer Thorne, meanwhile, continued to try her best to remember.
She didn't really have a clear memory of the photo anymore. It had only been a fleeting glance, and his features had long since become a blur in her mind. She only remembered that the person in the photo was a somewhat slender young man.
Now, that blurry image of the young man's face suddenly merged with the mature face of the man before her.
Esther Hughes had always had an air of mystery about her. She had dismissed the photo with just a few words and never mentioned it again.
Though Summer Thorne and Esther had been friends since middle school, Summer rarely heard her talk about her family.
Only twice, at parent-teacher conferences, had Summer Thorne seen the man who came on Esther's behalf. At the time, Summer thought he was her father, but he always came and went in such a hurry that she never had a chance to say hello.
