Her name is Susan.
She walked out onto the street and stood by me at the corner when I was looking for somebody to photograph.
She had these really great boots and a big red duffel.
She's from Orange County but she got suspicious when I asked follow up questions. So I just tried to relate, talked about my aunt there in Garden Grove, my parents being from California.
She asked about my wife and I told her I had to stop at the grocery store afterward because my sweet wife had asked me to pick up an avocado.
She didn't smile, not even once.
She refused when I asked if I could buy her a cold drink at that food stand in the background.
She had been waving at a few passing cars before I started talking to her.
I accidentally asked her twice where she was from.
She didn't tell me; she just told me that she'd already told me.