Healing

>It was a crisp autumn afternoon.
>You sat idly at a park bench, looking at passersby when you spot a familiar face.
>It doesn't take long until she notices you too.
>She smiles, gives a little wave and walks towards you.
>Meek hi's and hello's were exchanged.
>She sits beside you, unmoving as if pondering what to say next.
>"How you've been? It's been awhile," she asks.
>You give a weak smile. "Same old, same old. You?"
>Silence as you both try to reach for the words to say.

>At that moment,your son comes running towards you, smiling as he's done playing for the day.
>"Yours?" She asks.
>"Uhuh. How about you? I heard you got married last summer."
>She nods slowly and caresses her ring.
>"I-we haven't talked about having children yet."

>Your son asks who the pretty lady is.
>She looks at you expectantly.
>"A good friend," you say with a pang to your chest.
>You see her eyes soften and a small smile develops on her lips.
>She shakes your son's hand hello, introduces herself as your friend.
>An attempt to idle chitchat was made but goes nowhere.
>Finally, she gathers her things, stands up and extends her hand
>You take it and give it a light squeeze and bid her goodbye
>"It was nice seeing you again," you say and she agrees.
>Your son waves at her goodbye and she smiles to both of you.


>Now days have gone by.
>You sit at a park bench, looking at passersby enjoying the last days of springtime.
>Hoping to see a familiar face again.