I watched as one wave of people flowed off the train and another wave flowed on—just like the waves at the beach pushing and pulling on my toes. I wagged my feet as I remembered the sensation. I ... [+]
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.