The 6pm
The 6pm pulled into the platform.
It had seemed a short wait.
Passengers inched closer. Different people, one destination.
He boarded, a spring in his step.
She had clung to him, giggling at random. Their faces conveyed beauty, their attire wealth. Not a care in the world, not a sorrow or regret.
…
He noticed the pair.
“Someone call Hallmark”, he sneered. [...]
