And it was the start of that unusually warm night under a chilly moon.
I opened the main gate and moved outside without making a sound in order not to wake up anything in the house. I stood at the lawn and looked at the moon. It was still hanging high in the sky. It was mesmerizing and hypnotizing. It was big...more big than usual its usual big size. I took a deep breath and turned my gaze toward the park to see the man.
No one was there. I rubbed my eyes to make sure that I was not having a false sight. I moved ahead and took a look around to find him. He was sitting on the swing. The atmosphere was cold yet filled with warmth of the moonlight. I moved close to the park to have a talk with the man. On the way I snapped on a twinge that made a loud echo in the pitch silent night. I looke
