a man and a woman walking in the park, hand in hand, come across a woman knitting red sweater, the man starts to cry.
Write it from the man’s views, the woman’s views and finally the old woman’s views.
She could feel him playing with her fingers as they walked side by side, so many years have passed since the day he went down on his knees and asked her to be his wife.
They were twenty then, she a frail girl with shy smile, he a skinny boy with freckled nose. Now his hair was all gone, hers was almost gone but the love was growing stronger with every breath.
He stopped all of a sudden, she followed his gaze, there was an old woman… boy was she old or what!!!! older than them but was deftly knitting a sweater, red wool ball was playing…
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