She came to the city in 2015 and cut through this park on her way to work. She noticed him on the bench – feeding the birds or reading the newspaper or chatting with the snack-stand vendor.
Come rain or shine, he would be perched on this bench; very much a part of the scene. He would always smile at her, making her feel less of a stranger in a new city.
So today when she saw the empty bench, she wondered why? Did he fall ill? Where did he live? What was his name?
Will she see him again?
Linking up this post for Day #16 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge
Writing this 100 word post for the prompt #FridayFotoFiction #Week8 and linking it here
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