The lady of situations.
I think back about this sometimes. I think, this couldn't have happened like this. I do tend to put a spin on events; maybe I made it up and it didn't happen at all? Maybe I fell in? Maybe she bumped me by accident? Memory is a funny thing, and I'll never be accused of being a completely reliable narrator. All I can say is, this is how I remember it went down. This is what I remember happened to me. If it didn't happen this way, blame my brain; lack of oxygen can play funny tricks, sometimes. If my body is 55% water, is my memory only 55% accurate?