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I walked to the baggage claim, in my hoodie, and dark sunglasses. Yes, it was the middle of summer in Atlanta, Georgia, but I didn't want to be seen. The rest of the band and their wives, including mine were flying in tomorrow, but I got here a day early to meet someone.
"Hey Abbey," I said awkwardly. I hadn't seen her in 12 years. But she looked just the same