That Hat Is So Familiar (Hatter)
Alice had been informed that the City was not itself. She had seen with her own eyes the way the buildings and streets rearranged themselves. For a week she'd had trouble finding Jack's her apartment. And now, suddenly, it was where it was supposed to be each time she went back to it. She hadn't really had time to get used to the fridge being full of food all the time or money being in her bank account for absolutely no reason.
This was normal for her.
The fact that this was neither New York nor Wonderland made it abnormal, but she prided herself on the way she was adjusting.
She missed certain people, though. And sometimes when she was walking down a crowded street, she was sure she was seeing one of them. Charlie with his shiny helmet, her mother's gently curling blond hair. But when they passed her or she managed to catch up to them, it wasn't them at all.
But that hat, directly ahead of her on the street. She was absolutely certain she'd seen it before. Her heart raced and her palms began to perspire annoyingly. She told herself not to get too excited. It probably wasn't him. But she had to check, just to be sure.
She closed the distance behind him, then when she was a foot or two away... "Hatter?"