I'm waiting for her here. She said she'd meet me here when she was done. She sometimes is late, but she always keeps her word.
I guess she's been later than this at some point, but I don't remember when, exactly.
But all these ambulances and police and such heading past me must be holding her up. Something must be happening and the sidewalk is blocked. Must be it.
She'll be here. Any moment now.
Yep.
No, that's not her, she's not a policewoman, don't be silly.
What?
No, I'm waiting here for...
Yes, that's her. Where is she?
Oh.
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