Prologue

To me, a bench is a safe place like no other.

We all have our safe places; some people usually consider their rooms their safe places.

I don't.

The dark bench with the vintage cast iron end supports is mine.

It was made in the 1950's by a man named, Fredrick Armstrong.

He made all the benches that could be found in Winchester Park. This is the park with the best view in all of Corinth Bay.

This city doesn't have the best landscape, but there are some nice sights here.

Life's a bit rough, but I don't have people objecting what I love right now.

She's not really here to argue with me anymore.