I sat with him in silence, watching as his hands continued to rip out pieces of the paper. The atmosphere was starting to get uneasy from the clinging silence

Another tug and tear on the paper… two… three…

Darn. Why so awkward?

After a while, he stood up and brushed stray pieces of paper off his pants. I watched as he ruffled his hair and cleared his throat.

“I better get going,” The corners of his mouth curved as his eyes twinkled. “Thanks for sharing the bench.”

He took a few small steps forward, then turned and waved. Slightly perplexed, I raised my right hand and waved back. His back turned to me, and he strolled away.

Well, that was an interesting guy…

I checked my watch. It was approximately 11:37 A.M. I was out for an hour or so, although it seemed so short.

Huh. Time to go home! 

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