Stranger Danger

To the young man I walked up to at the store on Wednesday and started talking to like we were family–I’m so sorry! I’m really not as crazy as you must think me. All I saw was the height, build, baseball hat and black T-shirt that belonged to my son. Unfortunately they also belonged to another young man–a stranger to me. When I realized my mistake, I turned and walked away without saying another word. I’m taking the time here and now to publicly apologize to you, Mr. Stranger, and to tell you, yes. It is safe to go back into the store. Crazy ladies are truly rare. Besides, I’m done shopping for the week!


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