[for Max]

The days are starting to feel cooler in the afternoons, and it's weather that Sybil enjoys. The heat of the summer had felt harsh to her, harsher than the one before. She's determined to enjoy it, spending the late afternoon in the park with a book. A blanket laid out by the duck pond, she has some crackers to nibble on as she relaxes in the warmth of the sun and the cool breeze that works its way through the trees.

What she hadn't considered was the determination of the ducks. Scenting something akin to bread, they'd descended upon her, waddling over in droves until she's forced to flee. Sybil throws the remains of the crackers at them, shouting at them to go away. It's embarrassing to say the least, and she only hopes that no one has seen her.