I was recently walking from one part of my job to another, past the wildlife park.
I saw a blonde woman sitting facing away from me, she had some books sitting alongside her and was reading one. An unconcious calculation told me that I didnt know her. Probably mid twenties or so. I began to imagine why she would be sitting there alone and came up with the thought that she had probably found a good spot to read quietly with the animals nearby.
I kept walking, knowing that the truck would be there to meet me.
I heard someone say ‘Hey Dad!’ and turned to find that the blonde with the books was my 17 yo daughter.
They do grow up fast at that age!