The Nook At Piedmont Park Novels & Stories

She had been waiting outside after she saw Andrius and Marcus talking. Of course, she arrived later and did not hear the part where Marcus was promoting her to Andrius. “If you’re not busy, let’s go out for a walk,” Noelle suggested as she looked at Andrius’s sorrowful face. “I heard that the new Rowchill Park just opened near Westlake. It has a peaceful environment and fewer people. What do you think?” “Sure,” Andrius agreed since he had nothing else to do. Noelle was delighted.

I looked at my son for a moment. “That’s your criteria?” I said. “Infrastructure?” “It’s an important criterion,” he said, with great dignity. “Most eight-year-olds consider things like friends. Parks. Ice cream proximity.” “I considered those too,” he said. “New York also scores well on all three. Noah is here. Central Park has a good load-bearing path system. And there’s an excellent gelato place two blocks from the Blackwood building that Adrian showed me.” He turned a page. “I was

"The park is only a block away." She and Jared walked in companionable silence, their hands linked. When they reached the park, she saw a flash of appreciation in his face. Harmon Park wasn't just a field with a playground. It had a rock garden, a pond that during the summer boasted a large stock of goldfish, and even a set of tennis courts. Flowerbeds lined the sidewalks, the buds dormant now. But the park would be glorious in late spring and in summer with flowers and kids everywhere. "This is an amazing place. Did you ever come here as a child?" Jared asked.

he warned. "Reckless?" I laughed, a sharp, jagged sound. "I'm the woman who bought Glitter-Puffs at midnight. I'm already the devil. Now, I'm going to start acting like it." I grabbed my car keys and my diaper bag. "Where are you going?" "To the park," I said. "It's Tuesday. It's Playgroup. And I'm not missing my snack rotation." The Oakwood Estates Private Park was a masterpiece of recycled rubber and BPA-free plastic. As I pulled my SUV into the lot, I saw the "Circle" gathered under the gazebo. Six women, six strollers, and six cups of artisanal matcha.

“How about we meet at Centurion Park? It’s such a beautiful day, and I was planning to feed the pigeons there. Join me?” Flora agreed, albeit with some hesitation. Centurion Park was known for its sprawling green lawns, ancient trees that cast generous shade, and a picturesque lake where people often enjoyed paddle boating. The park was a tranquil haven amidst the bustling city, a place where time seemed to slow down. She hoped the serene setting would work in her favor.

He showed the two plastic bags full of snacks. "I would love to go to the park first! I haven't tried that for quite sometime now." Nia's eyes were twinkling with joy. They visit the PACEM Eco Park, short for Peace And Care For Earth Ministry. It has a mini forest, wild-life sanctuary, butterfly collection, aviary, and organic garden. "I just can't imagine, this place is packed either with couples of families!" Nia excitedly took pictures of the beautiful sight. "I always go here whenever I have time to spare. It makes me relax a little bit. Here, eat these while we make a tour." Bryce handed her a whole packet of cashew nuts.

He shook his head slightly. "Go call him," he said. "Before Noah changes his mind about the bread methodology." I almost laughed. I went and messaged Damien's number directly. Saturday. 11am. Riverside Park, the south entrance near the fountain. Come alone. He responded in four words. I will be there. Saturday arrived the way significant days always arrived, indistinguishable on the outside from any other Saturday. Same light through the same windows. Noah eating the same cereal. City outside entirely unaware.

Walking into the park feels like stepping into an alternate universe. The fair is long over, and so, the park has reverted to its usual uneven path and the same old benches scattered beneath trees that haven’t quite decided if they’re ready for spring yet. It seems like ages ago since Tyler and I had our first date here. Sighing, I continue straight ahead, focusing on why I’m here. Almost immediately, I spot Noah sitting on one of the benches near the pond. His elbows are braced on his knees, his hands loosely clasped together, and his head is slightly bowed, like he’s been staring at the ground for a while.

There's another woman in the background—Mary Blackwood, the fucking backstabbing bitch who never liked me. The Smith Corporation CEO and Darius's mother. Playing grandmothers together. How sweet. I screenshot the image and zoom in on the background details. The park name is visible on a sign. The playground equipment is distinctive—that weird purple dinosaur slide, the elaborate jungle gym. I open G****e Maps and search parks in Manhattan with dinosaur equipment. There. Riverside Park West. Twenty minutes from Sera's apartment. I've been watching the patterns for three weeks now. Every Saturday morning, weather permitting. Monica or Mary—sometimes both—take Luna to this park. They sit on the

It wasn't far enough to work out his frustrations. "Aurora. Great Plains Park." Scott's voice was cold and hard. "There's a pavilion outside the water park. Stay in your car, roll your windows down, keep your hands visible." The call ended without another word from Fiona. "Where and when?" Ghost asked. Marco related the details and sat on the edge of the bed, still a little numb from the exchange. "Got it. The park is a high activity area, but I'm not sure we'll see many people on a school night, ya know?"