"There could be a million reasons why she couldn't contact you," Matt said. "Maybe she doesn't have email. Strange as it may seem, there are people not connected. Or maybe she's nervous of what you might have to say. I wouldn't worry too much about it. Someone wants to meet you. The rest of your family will come later."

Matt smiled brightly. "Hey, this is a cause for celebration! I think we have some vodka around here."

He stood up from the couch and crossed the small flat to the kitchen. He grabbed two glasses from the cabinet and grabbed a bottle from the counter. He poured two generous shots and brought them over to the couch.

"Cheers," Matt said, handing one glass to Simon.