It all started just like the end of any other workday. My last stop before home was usually the post office. I drove up to the box drop and pushed my work mail through the slot. Just as I was about to pull away, I heard, "Hey Steve." I turned to see an old high school friend headed my way. I was always lousy with names, but I did remember him. George was always teased for his feminine
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