A little girl at Walmart grabbed my tattooed arm and whispered, “Daddy’s tryinng to hurt Mommy.”

…Sometimes, the scariest-looking person in the room is the safest place you can run to.

I didn’t go to Walmart that morning looking for trouble. At sixty-three, I’d long since learned that trouble has a way of finding you whether you invite it or not. I was there for coffee, motor oil, and the cheap kind of cereal that reminds …

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