You went out on a walk one day. It was 9:00am in the spring, sunny, and a nice breeze. It was a perfect day. You stopped to sit down and take a phone call. You decided on this beautiful park, it was peaceful, it had a big tree for shade, and a pretty pond. You sat on a wooden bench.

You saw a boy painting across from you, as you were on the phone he seemed to give you a few glances. By the time you finished your phone call, the colorfully dressed boy approached you with a canvas in his hands.

“Excuse me, pretty lady. Would you like this?”

He said in a deep voice, a bit shy, but still kept a smile.