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Sometimes, there’s just a vibe.
A woman walked toward him. Something about her brought up a smile. “Good afternoon,” he said. “How are you today?”
“I’m doing great. How are you?”
“I’m also doing great, thank you.”
“Good,” she answered.
They passed, going in opposite directions. Both looked back over their shoulder at the other, and smiled.
His wife, as she sometimes does, came in and said, “Just making sure you’re alive,” and then left for the gym.
It’s something she’s been doing for a few years. But he’d recently stayed with his mother, who twice told him that she was going to send someone down to his room to see if he was alive when he visited her.
Just what kind of vibe was he giving off to others that they wondered if he was still alive?
Michael Seidel, writer 