Harper sighed deeply, contently as she sat on the edge of the fountain in the middle of Central Park. The crisp breeze felt nice against her exposed cheeks. Pulling her scarf a little more snug around her neck, she popped the collar of her black pea coat up to help shield her neck from the wind. Gracefully, she crossed her legs and rested a toe of her brown boot against the fountain. Looking into the water, she smiled. Soon, it would be frozen as winter was fast approaching. Winter wasn't her favorite season, but it was a close second. Even in the city, though different from the winters she was used to, winter was still pleasant....