"I will," Rosemary mumbled quietly in response, not looking up from her page as Virgil walked off. He seemed nice... but why was sweating? Maybe he played a sport?
Giving a small shrug of her shoulders at the thought she returned to her book. It wasn't any of her business and it didn't make much sense to dwell on such things. People meet people everyday once and then never see or hear from them again. One chance meeting out of a thousand could possibly develop, but that was really only if both parties were willing to meet half way. It was no great loss; besides Virgil hadn't asked for a phone number or some way to contact her.
Rosemary was fine with having small talk with strangers, rather than trying to build a relationship on something as small as meeting at a bench.
As she continued to read the sun had begun to pull itself down from the sky. The girl knew that would start to get dark soon, but she was in the middle of the final Act... she couldn't stop now!
"A few more pages..." The girl muttered to herself as the park began to grow bright with both light and shadow.
(Rosemary Michaels continued to Free Samples with Purchase