Children love their parents from the first day and even before they are born. Their connection is very inexplicable. They cannot live without each other. And in their absence, the feeling of longing becomes an inseparable friend.

A man who was working  in the garden suddenly notices a little girl sitting on a bench in the park, and the whole day the man did not take his eyes off the little girl and looked at the little girl. It was already night but she still sitting alone, the man thought she was lost and called the appropriate authorities.

Albert Fairchild was the guardian  gardener of the old park in the center of the city. He loved the garden in all its charm and could not imagine his site without garden works.

He walked around the garden every day, sat for a long time watering the grass and collecting garbage. Albert approached the little girl and said hello, and the little girl looked at Albert and said that he was  a stranger and she shouldn’t talk to strangers.

“I was  not offering you anything, and I was not suggesting you go anywhere, I just wanted to know where your parents were, said the gardener”. “My mother went for a job interview and left me on the other side of the road, and I stayed here.

She told me not to talk to anyone, to wait here. I had juice and a cake, she would be back soon,” said the girl. Albert understood the woman but thought that leaving a child alone in a public park could not be very safe. “And what’s your name?” asked Albert. “My name is Margaret, but my mother called me Meg. I did not  believe in fairies,” continued the girl.

Albert  said, “I believed in fairies because I saw them every day.” by the fountains.” Meg laughed. “Well, I had to go, I had a lot of work, but when you need me, you can call me and I would come,” said the guard and left.

Albert left, but his eyes were still on Maggie, he kept looking and thinking that he would like to have someone by his side. However, the gardener’s life went differently and he lost his family years ago. He had a rich life experience, the only beautiful thing in his life was the garden he lived in.

After long steps, when he looked back, he didn’t see Maggie anymore. He started looking here and there, but he didn’t find her. The mother had already taken the little one, Albert had thought for a moment that the little one was lonely like him and could consider him close.

He was interested in the little one, and if he met him again, he would definitely hang out with her for a long time, because she was one of those exceptionally well-mannered children who could wait hours for her  mother and not get tired.