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Submitted to Contest #328
It was the usual crowd on the train that day, except for her. She was in the last seat of the last car: behind the couple whose timeline only crossed on this route, who were always nookin’ in their window seat. Behind the mom and daughter, both teens, ‘cause the line meant they could be teens together. Behind the businessman who took this route once a month, on his way to say goodbye to his son again. She had silver bangles up her arms and long white hair around her shoulders. She handed me her ticket to punch, her gnarled old fingers clink...
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