I saw him leaving on the Close Circuit TV monitor as I was putting my bag in the office. I had arrived late - as usual! - to the drop in at Faith House. As I slipped the rucksack off my back I saw him look vaguely in the direction of the security camera and then disappear in the the evening streets of Kings Cross. Chris never stays long - just long enough for us all to see and acknowledge his life.
I came up into the kitchen "heh ... was that Chris I just saw leaving...?"
The joy and celebration in the eyes of the other workers and volunteers was tangible. "It certainly was .... Chris is back!"