Bedtime Story: The Night Train — Night 28
The Night Train
Copyright 2014 by Barbara Hinske
Rachel froze, attempting to collect her thoughts. She started when the ticket agent tapped her on the shoulder from behind, sending her journal scattering to the ground. “Miss—we’ve had a cancellation and can get you on the earlier train.”
“Oh…thank God,” she mumbled as both she and the man at the end of the bench reached for the journal. He got to it first. “Thank you,” she said as he leaned over to hand it to her, exposing the back of his neck.
Rachel let out a nervous laugh when she saw the birthmark partially covered by his collar. Both men eyed her curiously.
“Come,” the ticket agent said. “Your train is about to leave.”
For the second time in a week, Rachel settled into a train for a nighttime journey. But this time the train was filled to capacity. She fell asleep in her seat before it pulled out of the station and didn’t wake until it pulled into Bern the next morning.