Many years ago my husband and I were taking a trip out of town one winter. We had gotten up early, around 5 a.m. to leave. It had snowed overnight and my husband had walked outside to clear off the car which was parked across the street. I opened the window to yell out for him to start the car to let it warm up. He waved and responded with "got it". It was clearly my husband.

After shutting the window, I walked down the hallway and into the bathroom to find my husband standing at the sink. He was wearing the exact same clothing, but had not been outside. I flipped out and ran back to the window but the "other husband" was gone. When we walked out, there were no footprints in the snow. If I had somehow mistaken another man for my husband, there would have been footprints. This happened almost 20 years ago and it still gives me chills.

or it may be a parallel version of him who did left.