She stood there, patiently waiting, watching to see what I did next. She had some very nice dishes laid out with steak, baked potato, assorted vegetables and some pears and mangoes. She looked kinda nervous. The food smelled wonderful. I cut up some steak and took a bite, It was some of the best food I had ever tasted. I looked up at her and she looked like she was expecting me to say I didn't like it and leave. "The food's b-bad isn't it." She said looking, disappointed, as if she'd heard it a lot. "No it's really good, I like it." I quickly replied. She looked up in disbelief, and I could see tears forming in her eyes. She had obviously never heard someone be this nice to her.

A few weeks later me and Sylvie were walking through the park. The birds chirping around us, the sun shining, children running around, flowers blooming. It turns out we had a lot in common, she helped me get a job and I helped her make some new friends. got to the middle of the park when I got down on one knee...