Last night I was out buying molding for the living room at the local Lowes … and there he was. He was walking down the isle behind me. I stopped to “check out” some of the lawn mowers and he walked on past. About my height. Stocky. Goatee. Shaved head. Strong hands. No wedding ring. I stood behind him in line … studying the way he moved, listening to him talk to the cashier. Then his wallet was put away and he was out the door with his purchase. Probably should have said “hi” to him. Nah. My luck ain’t that good.