Sunday, June 1, 2014


We haven't spoken in over a year, but I spot him about a block away, walking towards us on our side of the street.

"How do you want to play this?" Katie asks. She knows I sometimes have trouble with confrontation, even the possibility of it.

"It's fine," I say, and it really is, just saying hello on a sunny afternoon to somebody I used to know.

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