It was an emotional reunion.

What is more tormenting than a meeting after a long time, when all the words fall to the ground like dead things, and the spirit that should animate them floats disembodied in the air? We both felt its presence.

His warmth, which seemed to presume upon some happy old intimacy we did not share, had thrown me into awkwardness.

Reunion reveals friendship potential that haven't yet been emerged in the past.

There was just no good way for a dead son to greet his mother almost two weeks after his funeral.

It was like a reunion.