Anne

It was midday in the park. The wind blew crisply as autumn settled well. Along a trail deeper into the park there she stood. A beautiful woman on a bridge, watching the world around her. She was dressed in a green button up shirt and blue jeans. The wind seemed to dance around her, her red hair flowing with it as her green eyes glistened with light reflecting from the water. She had a small smile as time seemed to slow around her.