First few hours in Sedona and something amazing happens: I'm in the grocery store with hubby. We split up to get the few items we want. I ask where to find Starbucks Frappucino (which I like to have at breakfast when I'm on vacation). I'm told it's in the cooler section, near the beer so there I go. I'm searching around when a man comes staggering (quite literally) into the aisle.
Inside I hear "Talk to him". I forget the Frappucinos and approach this man. I look him in the eyes. There are bruises on his face. I ask "Hi, how are you?"