Old Man Sits At Bus Stop With Wedding Dress On His Lap, Then A Woman Finds Out Why

She nodded toward the dress. “Big day coming up?” He looked at it fondly. “It already came,” he said. Then paused. “And went.” Caitlyn didn’t press further, sensing something deeper. Still, over the next few days, they exchanged pleasantries. He introduced himself as Walter. Retired groundskeeper. Lived two blocks away. Loved hydrangeas. Had one daughter. And once, a wife named Ellen.