She looked at the harmless man standing over her head, then back at her dress, she looked like she had rolled on the ground.
She took her hands off the floor, dusting them.
"Is everything okay ma'am" the man repeated, his eyes laced with concern
"Everything is fine" Beatrice replied feeling embarrassed as she got to her feet dusting off her dress.
She turned to face the man standing in front of her, a handsome young man, she looked at his walking stick, feeling pity for him.
"I am fine thank you" she smiled warmly at him.
"Poor guy," she thought to herself staring at his handsome face he had a well-chiselled strong jawline covered with a rugged short beard, his lips had the perfect blend of dark and light pink, and his nose pointed north as it stood firmly on his face.
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