Don Martin

Saturday, noon

When I see the bulging bag in his hand, I realize that this is going to be one of those moments. We're both on our way in, off to do some grocery shopping, you might think. And it's weird, because I didn't even know that people like him do this sort of thing -- I mean, obviously they go to the shops, but not this -- he's a young white guy, nondescript really, does he even shave? Crew cut, but it's been a while. Small round glasses. I would have expected a gun, tons of ammo. The stuff you read about in the papers.