Jim Whitmire will find the rainbow connection (noteasy) wrote in musingslogs,
It had been a year since Jim crossed over, but he'd learned as a child to remember people. He rubbed at the back of his head, shaking it at the sight of him. "I've been here for over a year - I didn't know you crossed over." Though he'd never been certain Luke would cross over. Jim's crossing had been a last chance when everyone around him was giving up on their dreams. Seattle wasn't as hopeless as New York had been, but Jim intended to get back - or rather, to the new New York eventually.
"How've you been? When'd you come over?" There was a beat before he reached to help with the boy's bags. He could kill a few minutes before running like mad for the theater. They should understand if he explained he ran into an old friend.