I am at a music festival, something like Music Midtown, and I see someone I think I recognize. I look more closely and realize that it is Evan. He is sitting on a low wall, waiting for someone. I run over to where he is sitting and at first he is happy to see me. Then he becomes a little anxious. “What’s wrong? Is your wife here?” He says no, that she’s at her family’s place with the children. I grab his hand. “Good. Come with me! I want you to meet Rob!” He resists and I realize that he’s there with someone who will probably say something to his wife about meeting up with some woman. I let go of his hand, feeling a little sad for him being so fearful in his marriage rather than happy