The Crossword Puzzle Lady

There's a woman who buys the paper just to do the crossword. She puts it in recycle. Lots of times I've found it. I finally met her and now she looks for me and gives me the paper. We connect every once in a while. Today I stood by her on the train and waited for her to finish and we talked. Turns out she loves Scrabble too. That's the key word: love. That's the word I looked for when asking friends if they played Scrabble. She was very impressed when I told her after four years I finally have five of us committed to hosting pot luck and Scrabble once a month in Concord. I've always enjoyed finding her paper with the puzzle filled out in blue fountain pen. Now I discover she loves Scrabble too!