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I was standing at the bus stop by the grocery store near my house. Minding my own business. As you do. I heard a car horn go off but i didn't look around. None of my business, right? Then i heard my name! I looked out and there was my mother leaning out of the passenger window of a car and waving frantically, pointing to the parking lot behind me. Okayyyy.... I walked back to the parking lot and she and the driver pulled in. I couldn't see who it was at first but the closer they got i realized it was a man. A man i didn't know. At least not from my angle and distance. Wha??? The first thought that i had, though, was that it was a neighbour. Turns out it was my cousin Ken! He lives in Calgary but was here visiting his dad. Mom had asked him to drive her to the garage where her car was getting a new tailpipe put on. He's such a nice guy, too. And tall. Very tall. He laughed, saying when he asked Mom if she needed anything, she asked him for a favour. Ah, he thought, she needs me to reach something high. They all want that. But no. She needed a lift and he was happy to oblige. We didn't have a lot of a chance to chat but we did for a few minutes while Mom was paying for her car. Too bad i didn't realize he was home this week, but he's leaving to go back tomorrow.