by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy
He was working with his team when I came upon the crowd gathering to watch them.
He waved at me, called me to him.
Some “fans” were nearby. “You know him?” they asked jealously. “You’re so lucky!”
I didn’t feel “lucky”. I felt “honored”. I approached him.
He said, “How are you?”
I said “fine”, although it was a bit of a bad day, and he could tell. He could always tell.
He put his arm around my shoulders protectively, pulling me out of the crowd of onlookers. “You’re okay,” he hugged me.
I was … read the rest. . .