Am I Bugging You
Eureka, she found it. The path that wandered through the treed incline opened to a quiet outcropping. A large stepped rock and shaded wooden bench provided a secluded place to watch people enjoy the park. She smiled at her good fortune: a place to relax and enjoy the afternoon, a much-needed getaway. Kate stepped onto the bench and stretched her leg a bit to climb onto the rock. It was large and bleached gray, smoothed by wind and time. The heat from the rounded boulder radiated onto her skin...