The line started at Target, wrapped around the shoe store and giant pet store, and disappeared around the corner of the strip mall into darkness. “They’re not open yet.” I did not want to go where that line of people was going. I wondered if this was how Civil War soldiers felt, looking over a ridge and seeing the other side’s combatants, grim and poised for battle. This line of people was pushing baby strollers instead of cannons, but they still looked dangerous to me.
