It was just supposed to be a routine trip to the store. Everything was going fine until I was on my way out. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a young white male. I see young white guys all the time. Who doesn’t? This is America.
This was different. See, I was in a Walmart. And it was Sunday afternoon. Just a few days before, I would have exited the store without giving this young man a second thought. He was nondescript. He was just a normal-looking guy.