Chapter 24

I sat at a bench in Maplewood's park just as they said and glared fiercely at ground. I was irritated, the council was hours late, it was almost midnight and I was about ready to leave. Standing up I grabbed my purse but was pushed back down and a body was sitting next to me.
"No one told me you would be so beautiful." A guy said, picking up a piece of my brown hair.
"Who are you?" I asked, pushing his hand away from my hair.
"The name is Auguste De Pompadour. It's nice...