Denial

Carol's pov:

I drove through the wet streets of Florida to the garden. 

It's a popular one and everyone knows this place.

I could barely see where I was going thanks to the mirror wipers I still had eyes on the road. The rain is hectic and I feared I'll catch a cold after this. 

I parked my car somewhere and walked through the long garden. 

There were streets lights so I wasn't going through the dark.

I paused when I saw someone sitting on the floor backing me. 

geez,. 

The rain was beating him but he didn't move on bit. 

Who could that be?

I held my umbrella firmly over my head which wanted to