You see the same blue-eyed girl with long curly blonde hair fidgeting with a cross on the gold chain around her neck, wistfully watching people chatting from her usual seat on the park bench.

She's been showing up there since Summer started, and she's never said a word or approached anyone. She seems terribly lonely.

Her cool eyes meet yours.

Trepidation and curiosity flicker across her features.

She glances away, but a moment later, you catch her looking in your direction again.