3 days have passed and the Path

Three days have passed since that fateful spring day. Sally had been taking a leisure walk along the dirt path through Madison Gardens. Her thoughts were on the blooming flowers and the lush green landscape. Bees were sipping sweet nectar from the blossoms. All around birds flew by stopping for brief moments on the tree branches to breathe in the fresh spring air before flying off to find more worms for their babies. She was in awe of such beauty and unaware of what lay before her on this path.

Through the sounds of chirping, buzzing,and the wind whispering, she heard footsteps approaching at a steady jogging pace. Up ahead of her was a bench nestled between two blossoming apricot trees, she thought that would be a great place to stop, rest and let the jogger pass her. While walking towards the bench she attempted to pull her water bottle out of her already too full bag, why did she always take that much stuff with her? As she pulled the plastic bottle out, a tampon and her keys fell out of her purse hitting the dirt path. She quickly attempted to bend over to recover her items.

The jogger with his head set on, admiring the beauty of his surroundings, didn't see Sally stopping. Before either of them knew it, he was tripping over the top of her, knocking her bag and items further across the park, landing flat on his face. What a first way to meet!

"Oh I am so sorry." he replied as he brushed the sand off his palms and knees. "Are you okay? I didn't see you stop. Here let me help you up." He said as he reached for her hand, as she was trying to gather and hide some of her unmentionables from her bag.

She reached for his hand, their eyes locked for but a brief moment. She embarrassedly and quietly said "Thank you. I am so sorry too."

Together they gathered the scattered items, running after a few fly away receipts. Sally rounding up as much as she could and quickly shoving it back into its original unorganized mess.

"I am Steve."

"Nice to meet you, I am Sally. So you come here often?" She replied with a little nervous chuckle, as he awkwardly handed her the feminine protection stick.