Not long after the Star 69 incident, I was at the grocery store shopping for food for the Super Bowl party I was having at my house. Wandering through the store, I glanced down the aisle and saw a familiar figure standing beside a woman I had never seen before.
     Getting closer, I hesitantly asked, "Billy?" And watched his startled response.
     Giving me a hard look for a second, "Lisa?" It had been thirteen years since we'd seen each other last. I kept in contact with his mother, Laura, but we hadn't spoken to each other since our last breakup. The last I heard, he was living in Panama with a wife, and had a few kids with her.
     "Hey!" I said with a smile, "It's good to see you! How have...

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