2.

She walks through the park with a homemade lunch. It’s a boisterous afternoon–the lawns swarm with picnickers and “Tag, you’re it!” kids. She passes a man-shaped stamp of shaded grass which rises and locks arms beside her. They reach the public fountain, where she unpacks her meal and he picks her his flowers.

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