The park is usually filled with such joy; a moment like this doesn't appear very often. I felt her sadness as I took the pictures, and when I reviewed them that, not her outfit, was the overwhelming star.

I could not help but watch as her face grew longer and longer. I wanted to get closer, to find out what exactly could be making such a beautiful young woman so sad. The brisk wind of the day probably didn't help her situation, as the silk shirt she was wearing didn't offer much protection.

I could not stay, and so I wished her the best of luck from a far, heading, again, on my own way.