Rain hit the bench slowly as people rushed past him. He closed his eyes and lent back on the bench, hardly caring that water was dripping slowly down his back. Sadness gnawed at his inside as he though of them again.
Suddenly the rain stopped making contact with his face, opening his eyes he looked to see an bright red umbrella hovering above him. He followed the hand holding it to the owner who was smiling kindly at him. Her eyes making contact with his causing a sense of shock.
"Are you ok?"
For once, maybe he had found new hope.