One morning

Distances. It is only when the psychological one gets wider than the physical, that they bite! But then they say we are all just six degrees apart. She had just sat on that bench to catch her breath when she found herself sitting next to a tall gentleman, dark glasses, stern face. One could call him good looking if they please but she had seen better. It was a call from God she felt. After all she wasn't meant to die today. She slided herself towards him, and pretended to read out the newspaper lying next to him, while a couple of agitated ladies came by, glanced at them and moved on. Phew! There was a sigh of relief. She pulled it off after all, and all thanks to the lovely gentleman who played along, without budging even a limb in protest.
"Thanks sir!" She said in a haste and got up to leave when he grabbed her wrist and said, "Not so fast lady!"
Oh ow! That smelled trouble. He knew it all along, he was one of them. Yikes! She was so busted, she thought.
"Look sir, it is not my fault, i have not done anythin and you cannot touch me like that!" In one short breath she popped out the entire sentence. When she did that, she was always nervous. And when she got nervous, she always wrinkled her nose. And when her nose wrinkled, her eyes automatically shut themselves. But anyway, this guy won't let go.
"Hmmm thats interesting, i knew there was something wrong here. Otherwiseee...why would anyone suddenly read out the newspaper to me, when its not even mine?"
"Dumb logic. I like to read out aloud, especially newpapers. You've gotta problem with that, deal with it yourself." She was just about to shrug off when the brigade of agitated ladies returned on their course. She rushed back to the newspaper and the man.
"Please, just for a little while, stay shut." And she began her newspaper recital yet again.
Thankfully, soon enough the ladies trickled back into their homes like little rats and the newspaper recital, (by God's grace) was called off.
"So what is this all about?" asked the helpful bench man.
"Nothing, nothing really. Nothing that concerns you." She sounded stern. She tried hard to.
"Sure, all i gotta do is yell and you'll need to recourse your concern lady!"
Yup she was in trouble either way, so she'd rather tell her tale than not live another day to narrate it again.
"ummmm.....well." she began.
"Yeah i got that part."
"Hey! Would you first stop oggling at the sun. And its not even all that sunny as yet, I dunno why people think shades make them look cool."
"Unrelated," he sang out, "the story lady??"
She could kill herself. Who was she stuck with. Lord, why do you do this to me...she wondered!

"Okay, ummm...yeah i know u got that part. Ummm...yeah so as u can see I am obviously a...a...a......"
"Girl?"
"Yeah, that too but....ummm...nevermind that. So i was in that house. That one down the road...the red one."
"Aha...."
"And....a...a..i was sorta not supposed to be there. And this is not my first time there. Somehow his wife sorta found out about it and she kept a tab on him. And she was supposed to be outta town but i dunno from where she suddenly popped up, with all these women and baseball bats and saucepans, that i just opened my eyes and ran for my life." she paused, "yeahhh...thats pretty much it!
"Aha...so wife caught u in bed with husband and you ran for your life? Shouldn't the guy do that instead???"
"Yeahhhh......you could say that, but you know they could obviously call the cops. And that would just be disasterous for me. God knows for how long i'd have to be off job then."
"The worlds getting more and more bizzare each day!"
"Gosh, how old are you, hundred and eight?? Anyway, i am off now." She walked a few steps and paused. "But what is bizzare you know, is that you talking to me the entire time without looking at me, especially when you can see what...what i am. I don't know whether its a good thing or bad, coz it definitely says that you've got some kinda prob!"
"Firstly, I am not hundred and eight, just thirty two, three and two. And these glasses, they have nothing but hollow years behind them. I see you, I surely do. But all i know is, that to me, if you ask me, you look nice."
She felt her feet had suddenly frozen. But she decided to fade away. And before she did that, she turned around and said, "Nice. Thats a beautiful sound for these ears!"