109/365 Young man at the Fresh Market who reminds me of Andrew

Nearly every weekend I shop for groceries at the Fresh Market in Rockville. I try to get into the line of the same cashier: a tall, slender man in his early twenties with long dreadlocks and an easy smile. He once made a sympathetic noise similar to one my son, Andrew, makes. I think of him as Andrew’s African American doppelganger.