There she was again, attempting to move the bench out of the way, single-handedly. So the event had ended and everyone was leaving, shuffling their feet along the parquet flooring in an unsynchronised manner and whispering excitedly about what they had discussed for the past hour and a half. She took an unexpected stumble, and grabbed at whatever she could to steady herself. It turned out to be the coat of a fine, young man - a friend of hers whom she hadn’t talked to since they headed off to different colleges.
“Hey, let me help you - maybe you don’t always have to do things on your own.”
