As I sat on my designated seat in the 6:30 local train this morning, I noticed unusual. A little girl was sitting across from me, staring outside the window at something she was fascinated by, while I stared at my object of fascination, her. So what was so unusual about her? It certainly wasn’t the … Continue reading The little girl on the train.
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