As Lewis Johnson predicted, Gerard Jackson calmed down after one hour. Looking at the disordered room, he was irritated. Having nothing, no one, to vent his anger to after Lewis Johnson left, he stormed out of his room and drove under the moonlight with nowhere to go to.
He didn't notice, after a while, his hands maneuvered the steering wheel to the direction of a park. Seeing the familiar sign still there even after more than four decades had passed, he felt complicated. Before he could react, he found his body has already gone out of his car and stood before the wide entrance of the park.
He saw some couples having a date with the dim light from the park's streetlights giving a romantic atmosphere for them. Added with the cold breeze blowing from time to time, the pairs snuggled closer, increasing their intimacy.
