Elizabeth Sherman was glad it was sunny, because she was bored, and the sun always felt good.
As she came to the park, she avoided the children running around like the plague. She was not a kid person. Not even a little.
Lighting a cigarette, she looked around. Not seeing anyone she knew, she grabbed a plate and piled it high, the cigarette dangling from her lips. She was going to take advantage of free food. She took her pile of food to a picnic table and dug into the fare.