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   There was a moment of silence.
    I looked at my watch and being sarcastic, I told him I had a home to go to, and a     
    family.
    As I got up, he did too. 
    I paid for his free beers, and said goodnight. 
    He said, Mister, I would like to show you my home. 
    It’s only a few blocks away”. 
    I thought for a moment and said ok, feeling sorry for the guy. 
    As we got outside, I asked which way, and he pointed in the direction that I had
    to go.
    We walked a few blocks and turned another direction.
    Funny, the same way for me. 
    We walked another couple of blocks and he started slowing down.
    I asked him what was wrong. 
    He said we were getting close to the house, and he did not want her to see him as she
    would call the police.
    I was telling myself that this was just a coincidence that we lived on the same street.
    I asked him where he had lived, and he pointed and said over there.
   I followed his arm, and followed it to my house.
    I told him he was crazy, that was my house. 
    He just smiled and said, “Was”.
    I ran across the street, put my keys in the door and stopped.
    I started praying that my key would open the door.  It did!
    As the door opened, I heard my wife tell the kids that Daddy was home. 
    I knelt down and hugged them tightly.
    I stood up and embraced my wife, holding her close to me so that she could never
    get away, ever. 
    I turned around, looked out the front door. 
    Across the street in the shadows I could see the man smile, wave and walk away.
SONG:  IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES