Rough Life | Train Tales

Goo-ing and gah-ing, the couple made noises reserved for newborns as they waited on the slush-covered platform for the 8:01AM train.

Snow started falling as if a theater assistant was high above on the catwalk and sprinkling the perfect amount of snow to set the winter scene.

“I’ll call you as soon as I get there,” she promised.

“Have a good day, honey,” he replied.

The down vest-wearing golden retriever said nothing as the commuter capsule pulled away from the station with the woman who thought she was his mother.


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