Harry didn't hear anything past 'Mary Roper', although he thought he caught the drift of what she was saying without hearing the exact words. "Come in, Mary."
He stepped aside as we spoke, shutting the door behind her. But instead of leaving her up to his office, he stopped in the hallway to look at he. Mary. It'd been a long time, and he thought himself stupid for not seeing it before. Of course it was Mary. There was a pang that she hadn't recognised him, but why would she?
"I'm Harry Fisher." He said after a moment of studying her features. "How's your mum, Mary?"