Today, I was out running errands in the 2002 Prius NHW11 and gathering local produce for dinner (I’m the cook, housecleaner, handy-man, and lawn-guy – my wife gets home beat from her job at the university and I want any time she spends away from the library to be her “me time”), when I pulled into the gas station in need of a fill up.
He was across the way at the adjacent pump slightly behind me, and I pretty quickly noticed that he was looking over at my car. Middle aged, White, saved head, with an older-ish GMC pickup.
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