"Because I don't remember them." Fred shrugged and sighed. "A shot to the head will do that. Course, I don't really remember that part, but I was told that that happened. Shot, and then fwoosh! Where I lived did that. Fwoosh!"
She dropped a little more danish for the squirrels to enjoy. She leaned back against the bench, relaxing a little. It was nice to talk to someone who didn't expect anything from her. Everyone seemed to want something, and she couldn't figure out what. Well, she knew what, but she wasn't able to. She simply wasn't.
"Did you ever have one of those days?" She laughed softly, shrugging. She was having more than one of those days.