As I was walking to the doors, I thought I saw Cathy approaching from the other direction. This doesn’t seem logical, as she lives about a half-hour away. But the closer I got, the more I thought it looked like her. (I really do need to get my contact lenses checked!) Finally I just hollered her name.
No response, but I’m getting closer and am almost positive it’s her. Hey if it’s not…well, I’ve embarrassed myself before. One more holler. She stops, looks around, and spots me. Yep, it’s Cathy. On her way to see "Notting Hill", by herself.