We were friends…as much as you could be, standing between the frozen foods and the peanut butter. Her delicate frame came just above my elbow, as my tall frame seemed to tower over her. We saw each other weekly at the grocery store. It seemed as if we timed our visits to synchronize with each other. She always teased me about my two shopping carts.

Push one…pull the other, she would say.
If they would just stop eating, I would tease back and she would ask about my children.

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