Andrea Antomattei
9/16/14
English
Three people are sitting in a table in the park of The New York Public Library, with the smell of fresh wet grass in the air and the sunshine high up. One woman is very pretty with a look on her face that says she is having a pleasant afternoon. Sitting next to her is another woman. No face: just her back to my view. Her head is shaking though, left and right dramatically and waving her hands around trying to get the woman she is speaking to understand what she is saying.
The pretty woman touches the faceless woman on her shoulder. On her wrist she is wearing a silver diamond watch. The faceless woman looks down and touches it and as she does the pretty woman is pleased with the compliment and flips her brownish blonde hair and smiles excitedly saying thank you to the faceless woman. But suddenly the woman with the lovely face quickly checks her phone and the faceless woman rolls up her grey sweater sleeves, stretches her arms up and with that flow puts her hands behind her head.
The whole time there is a man on his phone, sitting with the two woman,paying no mind to them. He is crunching his eyebrows down with his fingers moving rapidly. To something interesting on his phone. Tapping his feet to the sound of the piano playing,he stops and looks up to the two women talking and joins the conversation. The handsome man than shakes his hair as he looks disappointed to what the two woman said and leans back into his phone.
There is a pigeon walking around all three of them. It shakes
so quickly and raddled itself to just make one step. Keeps moving outward and inward by the faceless woman's feet and picks the ground looking for food. Moving it's neck rapidly and shakes its feathers, the pigeon walks excitedly and quickly toward the old lady throwing bread on the floor.
