Tall Man Crammed in the Backseat
One day we took our exmormon friend to a ward picnic and even though he is really tall, he insisted on sitting way in the back of our van in the middle. I offered to sit back there, but he wanted me to be comfortable. I thought that was nice of him, but then he spent the whole ride teasing my son until he started crying. I wanted to go back there and smack him one. I kept looking at my husband like, “He’s your exmormon friend. Do something about it!” He knew him years ago in another state and we coincidentally ended up in the same town later.
