There was a woman that I met in the mall the other day, and her name was Ava, she's a history student, works part time at the movie theatre in the mall and she thought we were both twenty. She was very nice. Very talkative. And she looked and sounded so much like my mother that I initially spoke to her to see if she was her.
She wasn't. No relation. But it was nice to meet her and to make a friend for an afternoon.