I watched her from afar, and all the hairs at the back of my neck stood still, as if to tell me a story I had never known.
Her demeanour, though not mysterious, was a puzzle for the inquisitor, but that gave me the fire to inquire more.
I admit that from a distance, she looks like someone who has had life dish her an iniquitous portion of circumstances, but she surely isn't a snafu.
I would meet her along the way and say my hi's and hello's and sometimes she would drop some information during our pathway conversations that gave me a sense of who she truly is, perhaps.
