The Sightings Keep Coming

I live in Chestertown, MD. It’s a very small, rural community. on Maryland’s Eastern Shore. I grew up in a big city so life in Chestertown is very different for me. Although my practical sense is telling me the following was “just one of those things”….I was in the local grocery store approximately 8 or 9 weeks ago. An elderly woman in the check out lane next to mine addressed someone behind me. I heard her greet this person and ask, “How’s your little girl doing? She’s 4 right?” I honestly was bored waiting in line and instinctively turned around as the woman behind me smiled and said, “Yes. Good.” I met her gaze and my instant thought was “I am looking at Maura Murray.” I don’t go looking for missing peoples’ faces in the crowds, mind you. I am 36 and this woman appeared not much younger than me. She had very light brown hair and her face appeared to have the same facial structures/smile. This woman was easily 150-160 lbs. She wore jeans and a gray zip up hoodie sweatshirt. The reaction of her eyes made me freeze. I’m sure everyone one in the world has stared at someone in a grocery store line, etc. I can only say her eyes looked at me, I don’t even know how to describe it…but, it wasn’t a look of “Ok, weirdo, quit looking at me.” She nodded a few times to the elderly woman, but did not speak again while I was in earshot, anyway. I stayed partially turned around gazing at items on the end caps while intermittently gazing back at her again. She only spoke those two words to the elderly woman. It was too quick for me to detect a heavy Boston accent. My Dad grew up in Cranston, RI and we have family in MA…I’m familiar with that region’s accents. I had to force myself to turn back around. I came home and told my husband about it and brushed it off as “just one of those things.” I have often thought about it since then and wished I would’ve taken a phone pic, with discretion of course, or engaged this woman in conversation. The reason I chose to tell you of this incident is because I read your latest post about the possibility of Maura having been in Virginia. Chestertown is a small, private town. Tons of farmland and generally large property acreage, putting neighbors pretty far apart. I am a RN x almost 14 years, spending the last 12 years in the E.D. I simply have this acquired ability to recognize faces even with some physical changes. Unfortunately, drug users are frequent flyers and will try almost anything to alter their appearance to score narcotic medication. The point of this being…. I didn’t have to think about it, when I turned around, I thought I was staring at Maura Murray. I have not seen this woman since. This most likely is just a clever coincidence, but I haven’t seemed to shake the mental image.