The Girl

Everyday I see the same girl at a park bench.  She's there rain or shine.  She's always by herself I never see her with anyone.  I wonder sometimes what she's doing there.  Is she waiting for someone? Is she hiding from someone, something?  I've thought about talking to her.  Maybe one day I'll introduce myself.  I noticed something that she holds in her hand as she sits.  It looks like a tie, why would she have a tie? Today I went by the park, she wasn't there.  She hasn't not been on that bench in 3 months.  Where is she?