EGAN

He walked to the sink and washed his hands, whistling happily. 

Somehow, Primrose managed to make being on the run fun too. Like she said, it felt like a long vacation.

He drew closer to the mirror, and inspected his silver beard. 

She really knew what she was talking about when she said she could do it. And his hair too. She had styled it so well.

He stepped back, admiring this new man who stared back at him in the mirror. He doubted even Sam would recognize him if he saw him ...