The Memories on the Park Bench
"The old man sat alone on the park bench, staring off into the distance. He had lived a long and fulfilling life, but now all he had were memories. As he sat there, lost in thought, a young girl approached him."
The old man sat alone on the park bench, staring off into the distance. He had lived a long and fulfilling life, but now all he had were memories. As he sat there, lost in thought, a young girl approached him.
"Excuse me, sir," she said, her voice timid and unsure....
The old man sat alone on the park bench, staring off into the distance. He had lived a long and fulfilling life, but now all he had were memories. As he sat there, lost in thought, a young girl approached him.
"Excuse me, sir," she said, her voice timid and unsure....