Hank starts to feel a bit silly as he enters the garden gate and sees the other visitors: young professionals looking for a quiet spot to eat their takeaway lunches, nannies chatting while the toddlers in their care peer wide-eyed at a cluster of crocuses, a group of elderly women strolling slowly along the path. He feels out of place, and as he stops to admire a huge patch of daffodils, butter-yellow and delicate pale peach, he has the sudden conviction that it's ridiculous for him to be here at all. For him to want to appreciate something beautiful for a moment.
Hank ventures into a public garden on his lunch break and runs across an android gardener who's friendly and more than a little forward. He's not looking for romance, but maybe he's stumbling into it, all the same.
Bookmarked by JackHollow
23 Nov 2020