The rest of the week passed without Mason being able to see them again or even catch a glimpse. Then, exactly one week later, during his daily walk, he spotted them?! The woman was holding the boy’s hand, and Mason couldn’t help but see the similarities between them and his wife and son. He was in shock. Back at the retreat, Mason shared his thoughts with the psychologist.
The psychologist reassured him, explaining how it was surely a part of the different stages of grief he was going through. It would pass. Even though Mason had complete trust in his psychologist, he struggled to accept the explanation. He was convinced by what he had seen.