Milo had been standing in the same stiff position for nearly twenty minutes. He tried not to attract attention as he glanced repeatedly at the two men.
An older man near the back of the room, seated at a table with three other people, was talking with a glass in his hand. His face was so pale that Milo was certain he had no more than a week to live.
Milo looked at him intently several times to be sure. But the face didn't change. Still pale like a corpse.
He looked at the second man briefly. He felt a pang in his heart. He always felt this way whenever he saw someone who might die soon.
The second man was younger. Seated two tables away from the older man, but turned slightly in his direction. He was talking to someone beside him while periodically watching the older man.
The same pale face. Very pale. They had almost identical facial features. They could be related.
Milo wondered, might they die together?
