It all started on a Friday afternoon... Okay, on the real -- it's not a romantic story, but it was Valentine's Day and I couldn't think of another title that would make you want to click and read. Last Valentine's Day I hopped into Donato's van with Taja to go to the bank. Prior to going to the bank, we were discussing how shady and unsafe the area was and how many people had warned us about being in that area of town. Well, I'm practically fearless so I paid them no attention. Everything started out normal. Got to the bank, waited for a teller, stood while they counted my deposit, grabbed my receipt, walked out the door, and then it happened. I looked around the parking lot for Donato's green Ford van. I didn't see it anywhere. First thought? Someone kidnapped them. Second thought? They totally ditched me. Okay, yeah. Drastic difference, but this is my story. I reached to the back pocket of my jeans to determine which outcome it truly was when...
