Chance meeting.

I went to the opening of my dad's new show tonight and who should be there amongst a sea of faces who I should but don't recognise? My half brother who I've never met.
I knew he existed but I don't think he knew we did until about five years ago. Since then my dad has been trying to engineer a meeting which never happened. It was an odd encounter, thinking that I should be able to see some family resemblance and feel some kind of emotion and bond. None of which I found, but he was a nice enough lad and it would be good to continue meeting. Maybe each time we meet we'll find a bit more common ground.