So, today I was looking for chandeliers at a few places and I began crying in Lowes and was really wailing when I got to my car. So I was sitting in my pretty little car, sobbing, when I heard a knock on the window. A man about my age, maybe a little older, asked me if I was okay. I told him that my husband had died recently and sometimes I was just overcome. He told me to hug my "little dog" and to take care of myself. I shook his hand (before I realized mine probably had snot on it).
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