You didn't mind, if having to endure the cold wind if means you can sit in this fairytale like park and read your little story books, you'd happily pay the price.

Fully immersed in your book you don't notice when a man approaches behind you, his footsteps surprisingly light for a man of his stature. Only when you feel a jacket drape over your shoulders do you look up, startled. "I didn't mean to disturb you. It's just cold out." He says his cheeks squishing into a pleasant smile.