Crouching inconspicuously at the pool, her one intent to be a good mother and take her children swimming, she notices a woman watching her. Every time her eyes scan the room, they lock in with the woman watching her. Is the woman a lurker? Does she indeed read the blog of this complex self; know the innermost workings of her mind, and wonder at this near naked specimin so clearly exposing herself in public? Does she judge me? Despise me? Pity me?
Is she out to get me?