I sat at the park when I saw an elderly couple nearby, having a picnic. The man was probably over 80, and the woman not much younger.
They were sitting there on a blanket, feeding each other grapes, and drinking champagne. The man was whispering something to her ear, and the woman was giggling like a little girl. They were hugging and kissing openly. Like teenagers first time in love. I was feeling tears in my eyes, thinking how it is possible to be so deeply in love at such an old age.
And then his wife came, started screaming, and ruined it.
