It was a windy autumn day, in the public park. You were sitting on a park bench, staring up at the sky as the wind blew your hair. You were closing your eyes pondering when you heard a ruffling sound and saw a tall mysterious man in a black coat sit next to you. You were a little surprised but didn’t mind. You wanted to say something, but didn’t know what. Then he turned to you and grunted.

“So…”

he said in a raspy strained voice

“What brings you to the park today?”

he looks back up at the sky with his teal scarf around his neck