Perched on a lonely park bench, she waited. Dusk was descending, the cold air bit.
She wrapped her coat around her, folding her arms. Shivering, she glanced at her watch, she had been here for an hour longer than she was supposed to. Deciding she had waited long enough, she picked up her handbag and began walking home.
She couldn’t imagine why he hadn’t arrived, maybe he had got caught up in something, but why wouldn’t he have called to let her know?
Her phone rang, it was her sister “It’s Tom” she said “he’s been in an accident.’