I was wearing a pair of black slacks, a white dress shirt, a black vest and a tie.
Inside the store, an old woman stopped me.
“Do you know that you have a twin?” she asked.
“No, I didn’t,” I replied.
“My grandson looks just like you,” she said beaming.
I smiled back thinking that her grandson must be one handsome devil.
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Thanks to everyone who sent condolences to W and myself for the loss of W’s grandmom. We appreciate your words of kindness and support.