: I just ran into a ghost! I was in a well-known shopping mall when I saw my wife from another life. She was walking arm-in-arm with a man who was clearly her husband, or lover. She must have felt my wide-eyed stare, because she looked over and waved at me.
Her new guy was big — looked like a football player or something. I’m a smaller man. Read this article for free: Already have an account? To continue reading, please subscribe: * : I just ran into a ghost! I was in a well-known shopping mall when I saw my wife from another life.
She was walking arm-in-arm with a man who was clearly her husband, or lover. She must have felt my wide-eyed stare, because she looked over and waved at me. Her new guy was big — looked like a football player or something.
I’m a smaller man. Read unlimited articles for free today: Already have an account? Opinion : I just ran into a ghost! I was in a well-known shopping mall when I saw my wife from another life. She was walking arm-in-arm with a man who was clearly her husband, or lover.
She must have felt my wide-eyed stare, because she looked over and waved at me. Her new guy was big — looked like a football player or something. I’m a smaller man.
Since then, my ex — the Queen of Mean — has tried to get in touch with me, and has left cute little messages. I want to see her again, in a way, but I don’t need the pain. It took me a year of therapy visits to get over her.
Why is she calling me now? : She was once your ruling queen, .