Please excuse any typos in this post, because I'm giggling so much I can hardly type. This story has everything: a memorable stranger, kismet, Internet reunions, and actual sh*t, all set against the backdrop of a beloved chain restaurant.
The year is 2008. We open on a suburban Olive Garden. Our heroine, @helen, witnesses something that's imprinted on her memory forever.
Though such reunions have taken place on Twitter before, Helen was asking a lot of the community.