I don't remember which I encountered first: Helene Hanff's book, 84 Charing Cross Road, or the Anne Bancroft / Anthony Hopkins movie of the same name. All I know is that decades later the title's ... [+]
And, one woman also in it.
Nevertheless, I did not like that woman, so I walked away from her.
On the way home, I felt pity for her.
I walked back to the lake and looked, she was still there.
However, I still did not like her, so I walked away from her again.
On the way home, somehow I missed her.