Shy neighbor

Ellen lives two doors down from me. Ellen has blond hair cut to just below her chin and an oblong face with round cheeks. Ellen has a Jack Russell terrier who she walks on a short leash. The dog is very well behaved (as opposed to mine who befriends every dog he passes). Ellen looks straight ahead while walking the dog. For many months, Ellen did not say hello or even look at me. Finally, I ran into Ellen in the elevator. To interrupt the awkward silence, I introduced myself. Now when we cross paths, Ellen sometimes greets me. Occasionally, overtaken by shyness, she still averts her eyes.