Apphia
I love trains—I've loved them since I was a little girl! They are so intentional and different from life. I used to watch them in my pack every day after school. They were there at the exact time, and it was... settling.
" You want to ride a train...?" Knox asks, tilting his head to one side.
"Yes, and then we can go back,"
He seems content with that. I follow him quietly to the station, a ten-minute walk from the general hospital.
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The large station has a high ceiling and over three nice lounges. It is neat.
We head to the booking clerk to get our tickets. When it's our turn, Knox reaches into his pocket to grab a credit card and puts it on the reception desk.
" She wants a train ride to nowhere in particular, maybe around the pack?" he says, bored. The clerk behind t
