"Hey!" she called out over the fence. It was Kristen, the neighbor that lived behind us. We shared part of a fence, and our boys played sports together. "Hey," I said back. I had just walked out onto the porch, coffee cup in my hand. I was wearing my navy blue cotton robe and a pair of no-show socks. "Is Kim home?" she asked. "I wanted to get that bathing suit that we talked about." "No, she's shopping with Kenny," I repl...

"Let's go, boys!" She yelled out across the field. Our kids were on the same soccer team, and we were all set up on a Saturday morning at the local fields. I said soccer, but we also did football, basketball, baseball, and swimming. It's easy to overdo it with your kids sometimes. Her name was Kristen, and she was in her mid-thirties. Long, brown hair, tied back in a ponytail. Just for a second, I flashed to the image of...