The Perfect Bench

LYDIA'S POV:

THAT EVENING:

I alighted from one of the cars my father had given to me, though I had more than enough money to purchase any type of vehicle of my choice, I decided that I wouldn't until Andrew was awake. I placed my hands in the pocket of my jacket strolling towards our perfect bench in the entire park. I smiled small watching kids playing around bringing memories of Lorena, Aaron and I playing and I always had a vague memory of other kids but I couldn't clearly remember.

I nervously ran my hands across my leather pants when I saw Aaron sitting on the bench staring straight ahead with two cups in his hands. Taking a few more steps, I took a seat next to him on our 'perfect bench' and I stared anywhere but at him looking around the park without uttering a word. The memories played in my head just like a movie when two characters are about to part ways but that wouldn't be our situation because the three of us had made a promise to be friends forever.

But does that promise