He was waiting for his wife. Standing about twelve feet in front of her, he watched as she came out of the store, looked left and then right, and then begin walking to her right.
“Hello,” he called. “Where are you going?”
Her head snapped around. “There you are. I didn’t see you.”
“I was standing right there.” He pointed.
This happened again at another store thirty minutes later. When it happened again, he was certain that she was gaslighting him. There was no way that she couldn’t see him like that three times. Unless, maybe, subconsciously, she blocked herself from seeing him.
Hmmm, he thought. Hmmm.
Michael Seidel, writer 
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