The Neighbor Who Insisted We’d Met Before — In a Town I’d Never Visited

Dorothy moved in next door on a Thursday, and by Friday insisted we’d met years before, somewhere I’d never been.

I laughed it off at first. Strangers say strange things. But the details they described were too specific to be guesses.

A town I’d never visited. A conversation I’d never had. A version of my own life I didn’t recognize, told back to me by someone I’d just met.

I still don’t have an explanation for it. Some things, I’ve come to accept, simply don’t resolve into a tidy answer.