Once at the corner of the path, he could see the entirety of it. He spotted the little boy and his mother sitting on a bench. There was still a considerable distance between them and Mason, but at least he could see them. He walked towards them as they watched him approach. They were smiling and seemed happy. The closer Mason got, the better he could see the woman and her little boy.
Even though they looked like his son and wife, he could now see that it wasn’t them. He felt lost, unsure of the next step to take, rubbing his eyes. Should he stay or leave? Had he forced himself to see all of this? Then, after making his decision, something strange happened.