In middle school I had this friend who would spend summers at her father’s house in San Francisco. He was a cab driver. She had just returned from seeing him and her brother got new glasses and they said the glasses were identical to their dad’s glasses. A couple weekends later I rode the bus from Reno to SF and met my older sister at the station. We hailed a cab and got in. I start ignoring my sister and studying the driver. Finally, I ask him if he has a daughter named Laura who is my best friend? He was stunned. He would let her call me and back then long distance was expensive. My sister was in awe. We got the cab ride free and I got to meet my friend’s dad!